Reunited once more, the Hand of Destiny prepared to leave the Shadow Fell. They could have used a teleportation spell but the portal they had come through was still open overhead. Blue black energy swirled and cracked in the air above. Not wanting to waste spells in case there was a battle ahead of them back home, they made for the portal using their various means of flight. … More Back from the Dead
Wooden doors barred their way but they were unlocked. The necromancer wanted them to come in, to come closer. As they made their way through, they encountered more undead. In some rooms there were so many bunched together in the same space that passing through them seemed impossible. The undead seemed to pay them no mind. In fact, most of them smiled in their direction when they passed through. … More Nightmare of the Lost: Part 8
Zenriel was a really cool npc in our last campaign. She was the opposite of our cleric, Kariss, in almost every way. She was the leader of the cult of Tiamat on Novos and worked hard to make a place where her followers would not be persecuted. As a child, her village had been destroyed by followers of Bahamut though they had not committed crimes. She held a deep anger for those followers and was actually more of a healer than our own cleric. … More Miniature Showcase
Darkness was given a whole new meaning for Kaladrax when he woke up on the Negative plane. As his eyes adjusted to the new, deeper darkness he was able to start making out his surroundings. His vision improved but still all he could see was darkness and a dark gray mist swirling through the air. A low rumble echoed through the empty space he found himself in. Looking around frantically in search of the noise he stumbled upon Kariss, prone on the ground, barely recovering from the ordeal. … More Soul of Darkness
Two burly fighters came barreling at them at a much greater speed than the past undead encountered. BaRuhk scanned the tree line around for the archer and found her high in the branches of a far off tree. She had a longbow with plenty of reach. They noticed the rogue when he darted out of the shadows and tried to stab Missy. She danced away, out of his reach and laughed as if this were a simple outing in town. … More Nightmare of the Lost: Part 7
Throughout our last campaign, which lasted for three and a half years, we had some amazing villains that blindsided us with their potential for destruction and revenge. This is not including some of the gods and higher entities we dealt with like dragons and djinn. They all had unique motivations for their actions and, for many, you could see the hard decision they made that got them to where they ended up. When painting these miniature, I tried to embody their personalities in them as much as possible. … More Miniature Showcase
Dropping out of the portal to the Shadow Fell was rough to say the least. The Hand of Destiny landed on smooth stone tile about twenty feet from the floor and took some damage from the fall. They recuperated as best they could and looked around at where they had landed. It definitely looked like the Shadow Fell. It was oppressively dark and gloomy. Colors only ranged from black to blue to gray blending together to blur the edges of closer structures and creating an illusion of less space around them. … More Shadows of Death
The group of adventurers made their way back across the land, back to the scene of such horrific madness. For BaRuhk and Sukra, it was a return to the betrayal and loss they had suffered. For Brick, a constant reminder of his own cowardice. Ramiel focused on the task ahead, savoring the cleansing he would bring to the land. Missy was the only bright point in the journey. Constantly smiling and making jokes, she lifted the morass of negativity that lay over them like a heavy blanket. … More Nightmare of the Lost: Part 6
Dvalin Thornshield is the son of an important NPC from our last campaign, Gralmor Thornshield and a yet to be revealed mother. They were both important people in our campaign but the player hasn’t figured it out yet so, she shall not be named! … More Miniature Showcase
The next morning Kariss asked Aleera to look in on Gralmor and his mission to bring the last Yuan-ti refugees to Novos from Chult. After a quick breakfast, Aleera took out Elior’s Deck and began to shuffle through, thinking about Gralmor aboard their ship. Most of the time, the cards were just cards. They usually presented symbolic pictures of the future on the cards that they had to figure out before acting. This time the cards had no symbols and a vision rammed into Aleera’s consciousness. … More Storm of Bones
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