my D&D world, is being put to rest for a nice long while. to much stuff has happened,and to many one or two game long campaigns having severe impacts on the realm. so, it shall be laid to rest for a while. in the mean time, my D&D games shall have to just take place in a world we have not traveled to in many years. its one that only has a few known towns and cities. the world of 4E and some 3.5 games. it is here the town of greydale resides, and most of the continent still remains unmapped. covering a vast majority of the world,is ancient ruins and pillars of white marble. standing as a testament to a greater day. the terrain is mostly flat unlike the AD&D world with its vast stretches of mountains covering all of the northern and eastern lands. and with such flat and plains filled regions,many of the people have taken to horseback and other domestic steeds. this land also does not have a shady dragon inn,nor a bartender in wich bill has sworn a blood debt too(ButterBur).so as per usual, i will have to put a lot of work into this world,and ill start up actually making towns and city in which these people can live. but for now, i just wanted to let my peeps know of the change in-case of any surprises.
In the realm of the south where kells port lay,the plave of endless rain stand two great mountain peaks. The one to the north being Nathans point and the southern one,mt. stormblade.
These twin mountains are all that remain of Decimus stormblade and his band of knights. And just in themselves it is the mightiest momument ever built.
But in times of late they have fallen into dis repair. The great gem that opened the gate into the platnium hall has been stolen. And the chains of Drex are growing weak.
Wich brings us to were we are now…Drex was a black smith in the olden days,and was also the master behind Edmunds great sheild.he was also the man whoe forged the spear of Halmir. His life is shrouded in mystery,and few even belive he lives. For none now live that have ever set eyes upon his glistoning hammer. Well,in recent times there have been no heros or warriors worthy of bearing a Drexian blade and so. And in his lonsome life he grew bored. So when Decimus Stormblade the god of defence,approched him with a commission,he was quick to accept.
It was said that just moments before the death of Decimus long ago,he was able to capture the son of the god of the sea. Well into his 1000s this age worn elf set out to the twin peaks to battle his age old enemy. And with much struggle and pain,he eventually brought the dreat beast down. To this day,none know what the son of the sea looks like. And fewed yet even know of his prison inwich he dwells. But that is why I have come to tell you this tale this day. The high king in the north has given a decree that all remaining heroes of the realm are report to the city of kells port to fight against the hoards of dragonkin that has settled around the moutains. He has said that if the chains of drex are shattered a swift end would come to the southern armies. And with their reinforcements gone the north would be sure to loose their war in the north aswell.
And it comes to this… I shall leave this poster here upon the board,and I will offer 500 gold to any that join me right now.
The small town of greydale has hosted a small festival in early spring. It is the gathering of all the local hunters and trappers to buy and sell there goods to other merciants. But in recent years word has spread to the traveling caravans of gypsys,wandering merchants and even some adventurers of the realm.
This gatering has been goin on for a few hundred years now. This spring,even the gallent riders of agor have made an apearance. Aromil Harnanon leader of the grey riders has made the 400 mile journey to join in the festival atop his copper dragon Hairmion.
But not all is well…rumors are spreading fast of an ancient shadow. And evil not seen in these lands since the dawn of civilization.
the year is now 1018 A.C. ,200 years ago what is now called the great slaughter happened. Kalos the god of chaos,brought down his wrath upon the world. and forced all the free men of the world to turn against each other. in this battle over 9,000,000 people were killed and more then half the population of most major cities were completely decimated. but before kalos could attain toatl victory,Edmund Ulrich finally breached the wall of the golden hall,and along side his trusted companions,Kalos was defeated and tackled into the very frey her created. but it was at a heavy cost.Halmir the Just,lost his life along side many other great heros of the ages. even the youngest ones including Joseph Gamgee,and Socrates Stormblade. but victory was even then still not sweet. Asos returned from the battle field disguised as alora the silver dragon. and covered with wounds no mortal man could heal,she told them of her intent.
to destroy the golden hall once and for all.
Edmund Ulrich,Beatrice and Gabriel Gamgee all decided that it was finally time to let the world of men fend for them selves. to many times have the gods pressed there powers upon men. and it was finally enough. the golden hall was to be destroyed and mortals finally free from its limitless gaze.
now it is 1018,almost 200 years later. and the three have yet to be seen by any mortal man. only the elves remember there sacrifice. and the idea of the gods has all but vanished. without the guidance of the hall,many crops suffered,and the people struggled to exist. the past decade or so have been the first to remember the old ways and have been able to sustain themselves through the now extremely harsh winters. the dwarves have returned to the halls of Adler. and have rebuilt most of there great city. both Felnor and Delishave been rebuilt to sustain there ever growning population. and thou they will never return to there former glory,there power may.
as for Sam Smallsole and The shady dragon inn. well the army of samurai have grown tremendously. and there leader Hyubushi Amaka is still alive and kicking given the gift of elf life from the spirit world. his nation has formed almost entirely around the shady dragon in. and his samurai are some of his most common patrons. as for the heroes of the realm,the blood runs thin. only few adventurers and heroes wander into the humble abode of Sam Smallsole.
some small bands of heroes have been heard to be the companions or a once long dead race of demi-owls. their return has brought a change of pace to the world at large. give hope and striking terror into all those that cross them.
with the death of lord grummish the Orc king,and the near leveling of Luxor. where now willt he party turn…
will they go into the perilous lands to the north to find gala and slay the orc lord before it is to late? or will they go to the south and find the lost three brothers. the only living descendants of the high king. the silver lake is a place terrible to behold. some say that the mirror like surface can cause your very mind to slip into a shivering paralysis. and that’s just the lake itself. not to mention the three week journey to ge there through ancient abandon fortresses,crypts,jungles and mountains. and even if they do get there, will it be two late for the grand city of luxor? the defeat of grummish’s army hit hard upon the forces of darkness. but they are rebuilding as we speak. the darkness is already creeping back into the land to the north.
but hope is not lost. if the armor of light can be found,and a knight to true valor can be found,the battle against the nameless demon shall be swift. let us hope that their fellowship can hold strong and there blades may cut throu the darkest places of the world.only then will the light be able to shine through, and for peace to return to the land.
the High king Dalor has been murdered in his sleep by an unknown assailant. word has spread far and wide of this treachery,and a reward of 200,000gp has been announced to whomever can bring the assassins head to the Lord knight Tribunus Maximus, the leader of the nobles, and general of the Order of the rose.
in other news…
a fire ball streaked across the night sky the other night. spouting from it many cinders that have started many forests aflame. no one has found the location of its final resting place or if it has landed at all,but the trail of fire leads to the north. and from this many local villages along the Mu-buy river have cast aside there differences to fight off the fires consuming the land.
Luxor,the capital of the free lands is also king-less,Tribunus Maximus a local high ranking noble has taken up the position of steward until one of the three lost brothers returns to claim the throne. rumor has it,that a man of resemblance to he king has been seen in the town of Canto just south of the forest fires of Mu-buy.
