"My name is Elenore, well met! This is my sister, Greta." "Blessings of Selune be with you, I am Greta Hallwin. Please, let me take you to the Archmage!" "I am Archmage Tamrand. The moment you chit-chat, I'll call for the guards. What do you need?" Spice up those... [click here for more]
I found the traditional 5e character sheet quite wasteful and wanting of space. Too much room was devoted to the wrong thing; it left me jotting down notes and using shorthand that ended up making me more irritated than informed. To boot, the form fillable version of those sheets were not as robust as I would have liked - particularly for formatting spacing. Thus, this re-work of the Character Sheet... [click here for more]
In every plane of the multiverse, illegal fighting can be found: small outcrops of people willing to test their might outside of the governance of city spectacle. Exhibition fights in town square may entice a few, but in the dark corners of the city, where the rich and destitute meet on even ground, people pit themselves against one another in gruesome exchanges of violence.The... [click here for more]
This is a 15+ hour Forgotten Realms Adventure set in Undermountain for Characters of 10th level, directly tying into Dungeon of the Mad Mage.
She ran. Where to or for how long, she really couldn't say. The little flame of her oil lamp sputtered and went out a few times. She'd snap her fingers and make the wick flare to life, but she may as well have ran blind. The hallways were pitch black with... [click here for more]
"No, no, no. This can't be true," his hands are shaking. "No, please. Jiro?" The hallway around them weeps a sour liquid, like the belly of some enormous creature. Olan's lantern sputters and flickers in the dark, but he can see Jiro clearly enough - even if he can't believe what he's seeing. Jiro's leather gloves are split, with sharp barbs of bone piercing from his unbelievably long fingers. "Jiro!"... [click here for more]