There was, at the edge of the world as the locals claimed, a place where the winter would not kiss—where the frost that claimed the lips of lakes and silenced the chatter of rivers feared to tread. In the small, snow-dusted village of Halver’s Bend, there was whispered a tale that came carried in the … Read more
In the tangled underbelly of a lost civilization, where columns lay like the fallen boughs of ancient trees and the sun barely whispered through the persistent fog, there lay the Labyrinth of Tharsis. It was not a labyrinth as humans think, with hedges and mincing stone paths, but rather a crumbling city, pathways choked with … Read more
Deep in the cradle of the Felhorn Mountains, buried beneath hallowed ground and twisted thorns, throbbed the Stone Heart. Not flesh, not blood, but ancient stone aglow with dusk’s deepest carmine—a hum vibrated through the cavernous ribs of the mountain, almost a whisper, almost a pulse. The heart held secrets and sang silent songs, causing … Read more
The old ocean whispered secrets, languid breaths stirring from beneath, as three adventurers plunged through the clandestine azure veil. Their silhouettes, shrouded in grim determination, broke the surface of the waters that circled around the mythic Spires of the Sunken. Eris, the leader, borne of sailors and seers, her eyes, like storm-lit horizons, spoke of … Read more
In the forgotten creases of the world, where the map edges frayed into tendrils of mythical inadequacy, there lay ruins choked by the overzealous embrace of the jungle. Strangler figs, like tendrilous fingers, had peeled away the stones’ secrets, layer by layer, until all that remained were the bones of a civilization long gasped its … Read more
On Hermit’s Peak, wrapped in a high mist that never quite seemed to clear, there lived an old man called Elian, though no voice save his own had spoken the name in many years. Swathed in robes the color of twilight, he had crafted his world from the iron heart of the mountain and the … Read more
In the town of Aerie, perched precariously on the edge of the world’s end, the cliffs rose sheer, like the walls of a giant’s castle. The local folks had wings, not like those of birds, but delicate like a dragonfly’s, shimmering in a spectrum of colors whenever sunlight managed to steal through the perpetually moody … Read more
In that haunted hour just before dawn, when the world seems dipped in the ink of old ghost stories, an odd collection of adventurers gathered by the shore of the Forgotten Sea. This peculiar body consisted of Cora, who could hear songs in the wind and had hair as wild as stormclouds; Bram, whose eyes … Read more
In the shadow of the Everfold Mountains lay the remnants of an ancient forest, now known as the Widow’s Wood, a tangled grove where trees and time seemed to conspire, weaving legends in whispers. It was rumored that the boughs weren’t held aloft by wooden spines alone, but were also buttressed by webs of such … Read more