Author: Tanga

Any map location the Ernodal can confidently sense through the path can be jumped to safely in a matter of seconds. (those are the place names currently visible on the winding path navigation screen) Using the winding path however is a high risk, high reward mode of transport. It will almost always be safer to…

  Shang was the daughter of a long line of orc shogun. A mighty warrior, she was a hero to her people even at a young age, having defeated evil spirits terrorising a scared forest, a forest which grew the strongest oak for the largest warships of the orc fleet. When asked how she had…

The first thing he noticed was the smell. A putrid stench of rotting fish; slimy and bloody. Below it, subtle hints of salt and grain, a sharpness of dried sweat. Tying it all together, swimming around his eyes and cheeks, the hot, deep stench of alcohol. He carefully levered open one eye a crack and…

Tulip The Moon A dark portent indeed. The moons of Vaul are a symbol of our gods, and the eternal waltz. To be bound to these cards, to be the destroyer of moons, is to court doom surely. A sinister omen young elf. Celeste The Sun Glory, power, pride, Present for us every morning, but…

“I don’t see it to be perfectly honest with you Tarnik” “I didn’t fucking ask for your opinion Shaaknish you bilious shit-smear” Tarnik fumed and shuffled the grubby playing cards in his claws peering through the thick cigar smoke that swam languidly around the table. The lilac haze was sickly heavy sweet smoke, and yet…

“No listen here , its probably one of these levers, or maybe this glyph needs to be connected to this .. er.. thingy” mumbled Klaus unconvincingly. “I’ve been doing this a long time young man, I think I know what Im doing” gloated Klauss , just as something cracked  loudly under this finger. “Didn’t need…

“By the twins, shut the hell up you two” hissed Luca. Biggs and Wedge clasped their hands over their mouths as they squatted deep behind the firs. Luca’s hand reach for his pistol. His jaw clenched in annoyance as his fingers brushed the empty holster. “I hope you’re putting those girls to good use, wherever…

Arriving to ensure the village were paying their taxes to the khanate, the party discovered a village of mutilated and blinded townsfolk. The people of  Bleakbarrow have been systematically blinding themselves for years, ensuring their infants undergo the now sacred ritual before the end of their first season, so that they can live under the…

“We have a saying in my tribe too… Never .. eh… put a deamon’s eye in your head” – Throkk