The wagon cracked and creaked as it kicked a steady cloud of dust toward the already-dusty skies. A warm, dry wind continually stirred the parched soil, creating a dusky haze that provided only minimal protection from the smoldering orange sun. Thomas wiped the dusty sweat from his forehead. “It’s a damn miserable day,” he grunted. […]
Read MoreThe shaft of this large, double-bladed axe is crafted with a dark ebony wood. The wood is polished to a blackened shine, and knobs on the grip are shaped crudely in to the form of skulls. The three foot long handle is topped by a large axe head of darkened steel, sharpened to a razor […]
Read MoreA major road leads west from the Silvermere Slums. While suffering from some neglect and disrepair, the stone pavings have stayed mostly intact for centuries. The arid climate of the western plains helps prevent the overgrowth seen from the eastern road through Darkwood Forest, and the western road is also occasionally maintained by those who […]
Read More“Go home, Garong. There’s no work for you today.” The hooded figure didn’t even look up. “Wait, but, I need…” “I know Garong, it’s all taken care of. You’ve got a holiday.” “A… What.” The minotaur stammered, frustrated and fearful of missing the day’s wage… and the meals that went with it, for that matter. […]
Read MoreFine tailoring and alterations in Rhuduar In a dark, small shop near the corner of Rhuduar’s main square, Luraliath Darkstitch sells her line of magically imbued – and eternally fashionable – cloth garments. Her meticulous attention to detail shows in every stitch and seem and enchanted thread. Just west of town square in Rhuduar, a […]
Read MoreIn the northeast corner of town, a rickety bridge leads over a swift creek and to the rocky outcropping where the city’s graveyard sits. Fortified by Silvermere’s walls, yet distanced by water – the graveyard is both a part of and separate from the city. The bridge itself has an arching surface of thick stone, […]
Read MoreSouth of the city proper lies the slums of Silvermere. Overcrowded with the poor, immigrants, and outcasts, this miniature city showcases the inequality and dangers of an empire in decay.
Read MoreBeyond the farms to the south and east of Silvermere, a vast forest of darkwood oaks covers the land. Darkwood oaks grow tall – as high as 100 feet. They also grow closely to each other, making navigation through the forest difficult. An old and broken path remains where there was once a busy road […]
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