A set of heartfelt letters from a millennia in the past, left unread and unknown until their recipient realised her heritage.
Not all questions should be answered. For all power, and all knowledge, comes with equal cost.
Ancient draconic shrines linked to the land's ley network lying mostly dormant across Iskaldhal.
Wherein winter claims minds for itself, leaving naught but a barely-living shell in its wake.
It is not simply ore and stone lying in the darkest caves - nor does the gold dwelling within lie in contented stillness.
A tormented assassin with a quick wit, a sharp blade... and a love for bar-tending.
The much-beloved Lost Princess of Aletheia, and the loyal paladin Champion of Sarenrae.
The ambitious and fight-ready ex-mercenary gunslinger.
The beaver-loving halfling druid with an odd penchant for strange sexual items.
The brilliant, if slightly alcoholic and paranoid, wizard rat.
The amazing imagery displayed in World Anvil is graciously vested by
His Titanship Christopher Dravus of Ironrise Games,
Our Revered Deity Basic Dragon / Rin &
His Majesty Caeora