Coldforged

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Mighty armies clash and sorcerous thunder roll over the landscape. In Silmar the Holy Order and their Hexenjaegers pursue the practioners of foul witchcraft. The Barbarian Nations descend from the mountains; a rapacious horde intent on rape, pillage and murder. These are lands where the people worship uncaring, cruel and flawed Gods; lands where Prophet-Kings and decadent Lords rule.

Enter Coldforged, a dark realm of sword and sorcery.

The Continent of Dhargenaas

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       By: ephemeralstability

In Azur, the streets are crowded, and the PCs' poor grasp of Azuran makes it hard for them to find out why. Still, they shoulder their way through the crowds, trying to get to the house of the renowned wizard they seek, when suddenly they realise they are standing very much alone. The crowds have ceased their talking and their gazes are fixed on the PCs. The imperiously clothed man standing before them smiles and speaks in Azuran: "Ah! Volunteers! And so eager too!"

Encounter  ( City/ Ruin ) | September 23, 2003 | View | UpVote 3xp


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