Lords of RPG

Auroboduem - Extica

The Journey

They had circumvented the Cauldron, avoided Swalduni pirates, fought off the Koalinth raiders, braved the Straights of Tobin and battled the strange lizardmen that inhabited the coast of Extica. The journey had many surprised and lasted much longer than they had anticipated…they were a very long way from the Red Jungle, from home.

Only a few hundred in number and spanning four large ships, the followers of Drohamb Durom the Prophet, or heretic, depending on who you asked sailed towards an unknown future. Of those on the ships, all would say, prophet…back home, most would say, heretic. It was Drohamb who had had the vision of Obodo Obi, high in the mountains above the clouds and it was he who had divined its direction. Over twenty years Drohamb traveled and divined the location of the legendary, but lost, great city of the Giwa, and always it directed across the sea, across the great ocean to Extica.

The New Home

The coast of the strange continent was unwelcoming and fraught with danger. Strange currents, jagged rocks just under the water, giant sea snakes as wide an adult Giwa and as long as the ship all harried them on their way. After four days of following the Extica coastline the jungle finally opened up where a massive river let out into the ocean.

The change in the color of the water had been the first sign that the area might be habitable and the first attack by the lizardmen was the second. After the excursion party had returned with news that there was a good site and potentially helpful natives, the decision was made to settle there. Four days later Auroboduem was founded. Roughly translated it meant, the forest base in the search for gods’ home.

A New Generation

Four hundred years later Auroboduem had grown into a small walled city, the lizardmen had been driven from the area, the land settled and the local humans turned into allies. While countless expeditions into the jungles and mountains had been sent, they had yielded a good amount of treasure and wealth, but little useful information about Obodo Obi. Drohamb had been the driving force behind the search and his son had taken up the standard when he had passed seven summers ago, but as much as Tohamb believed and tried to carry his father’s torch, many had started to doubt the prophecy, the dream, including Tohamb’s son, Vom…and it was a constant source of irritation.

<Just a little story about the city/town that Vom Durom comes from. Not directly campaign related.>