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Castle Mezlan The dark greys and blacks of the Castle seemed to reach all the way and touch the gloomy clouds that circled above it. Any sane architect would likely not have chosen such imposing design choices for a place meant for the mentally unfit, Dreadlords builders never claimed to be the...

Valdorren - The Falwood He drank the last of the bottle. The alcohol burned his throat, seemingly purging the freezing cold he felt as it poured down - at least momentarily. He set the glass vessel aside and came to lean on his hands, his arms supporting his torso as he sat on the fringe of...

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Snip. Cut. Chop. That was no longer needed. Leave it with the rest to be removed later. A wet thwump followed as something slopped to the floor rolling near his foot. They kicked the viscera away quickly and lamented their nicely polished shoes. Surely they would need to be cleaned again. Even...

In the Inn of Leaky Tears, said to be in the city of Elbion, there were rumors of a skeleton wearing a black shroud walking around the city with a long scythe in his hands. Multiple travelers and residents have reported his appearance being in Residential District. Officials have not stated on...

"No one cares what happens in these swamps. No mainlanders do anyway." Lowering the cracked mug in his hands after an overly critical examination, Franz Bedlam, owner of the Bedlam Tavern & Inn, sighed. He was an elderly man in his late fifties with a pockmarked face and the unhappy look of one...

“Were we brave men we would never want. But the brave must tread the frightful unknown, the brave accept that death is but a guide, a calming voice in the storm. So it is told to us by the Great Emissary to go in peace and give mercy freely, for we are all strangers in the night. We are all...