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In the turmoil, four scum band together to enact their escape. Freeing Letsy, a fellow inmate, from the torture room, the quartet-turned-quintet make their way towards the guards' room in search of clothes. To shield them from the cold Kergüs winds of miserable freedom.
“It can’t be the same room.” Klort does not sound convinced by his own words. Vresi worry in silence, while Merkari gnash her teeth thinking about what Malveen, the mistress of the dungeon, had told them earlier - Few who enter the Iron Catacombs return…
In a prison fort south of Alliáns, where the freezing winds of the ice-covered Kergüs plains confront the inky black and foaming Endless Sea, four prisoners waste away on naked stone floors. They are not alone, and all have been caught and led here for slights - some imagined, some real - against blood-countess Anthelia. Here they are to await the death of the world, mistreated until the very end.
The party has defeated the foul sorceress in the grave castle, but at a cost. Rügel is dead. Mac is dead. Now Vresi and Merkari stand before their fallen comrades with aching bones and fresh wounds. -- A descent into terror
RANGERS of KERGÜS - a frost+doom+misery NEGAcrawl starting in KERGÜS and ending in DESPAIR
Our tomb-raiders face a tough choice. Carry on down the ladder and chase the weird meat-puppet, risking their life in the ghastly Iron Catacombs? Or keep exploring the Grave Castle and seeking the riches of the very dead sorceress, but probably loosing the trail of the meat-thing?
The three graverobbers and their henchman have done Malveen's bidding. Now she, the mistress of this foul dungeon, has granted the party access to the deeper levels. What treasures and trails await these greedy adventurers below Tvelands vast necropolis?
The party arrive at the pale white lighthouse on a crackling frosty night. They can overlook the dark chasm, seeing the naked trees on the other side - branches reaching like twisted claws at the sky. Somewhere, in the chasm below, hangs the FESTERING BRIDGE of NÄGL
In war ravaged lands, after great battles, if fallen warriors are left unburied on the battlefield for too long, and a full moon shines - that is when Warglings may arise. A Wargling is the animated corpse of a warrior - foot soldier or knight - possessed by the spirit of wolf. The dead warriors … Continue reading Warglings – Wolves of War
The party has escaped the clutches of the Shadow King's law on their way back to the Five Mausoleum Dungeon, and together with a new associate - a wickhead named Rügel - they are delving deeper. Moving forward in the corridor leading to the central most chamber, they have a brief run in with a … Continue reading MISTRESS OF THE DUNGEON – A Cruel Month 4
Hear the Lamentation of the Players 