Lords of RPG

This Kingdom has lost its capital, and if Vax, Squee, and the others were at home...then it has lost its King and heroes.

Admiral Noster Raynott winced in pain as a crewman wrapped a bandage around his head.  A wad of cloth covered what remained of his left eye.  A Targ ballista bolt had hit the deck three feet in front of him, sending a large splinter into...

Viktor knew what he had to do. Call it a mission. A job. A calling. An obligation. It didn't matter what you called it. Desmond Fick, the lich-lord of Cragmore, must die. And he would die by Viktor's hand.

"At least I was able to stop the flow of undead to the Crimson Coast."

Around him was a scene of horror and loss. For as far as he could see, a hoard of undead were feasting on fallen horses and men. Judging by their armor and weapons, the fallen men were great warriors. But, it had not been enough.

Mavis brought a cup of tea on a tray into her master's study.  The oddities that littered every shelf of the large room seemed to fall outside of the servant's ability or want to notice.   Her master sat at his large mahogany desk, he...

​​​​​​​The despair would settle in, the ravens would come…they had failed. Blisa had no words, just a bowed head.

Ian occasionally slipped into the sewers and caves below Eldermont, just to get a touch of that Underdark feel. He knew there was a goblin somewhere in the area…skulking in the sewers, but it didn’t’ seem predatory. It hadn’t killed anything that he...

Vax’s request had to some extent already been fulfilled

Two nights before the start of the Nameless War….   King Vax recruited a squad of soldiers to act as guards for him, for a night.  He paid them in good gold coin and bade them not to disturb him in the small tent he had...