A powerful curse has befallen one of our heroes. A fatal blow has sent the kind druid to the grave, and dark magic is preventing the resurrection.

The rest of the group consulted with wise wizards and mad mages, and they have finally found the answer they’ve been seeking: an artifact able to bring back their companion from the dead no matter what.

A dark jungle. A group of adventurers sent to put an end to the evil forces of the Old Warlord. Beneath the pouring rain and using the thicket as cover, the heroes wait patiently to strike the bloodthirsty warriors.

The snowy pine trees scattered around the landscape give a sensation of calmness. The party with their sights set clearly on their next objective travel the snowy wilderness.

The winter hasn’t been kind to them this year, yet they must move forward to complete their quest.

Three weeks ago, the adventurers set sail to embark on a quest full of adventure, rum and lots of loot. Everything was going well, and despite the age of their vessel, they quickly sailed the seas in search for gold.

Until one fateful night, when a storm of epic proportions hit their ship hard. Despite the skillful maneuvers of the captain, the vessel was torn apart.

Protected by a maze made of ice, a single white dragon egg rests atop a frozen nest. Nobody knows for certain who, or what did this peculiar arrangement. And the reasons as to why it’s here are nothing but educated guesses at best.

The party has almost reached the palace, where an old friend of theirs is being held captive. But before they can reach the front door, they’ll have to cross the bridge that sits high above the freezing waters.

A dangerous journey lays ahead for our intrepid adventurers, and through many landscapes they shall pass before they reach their goal.

A rare tome of knowledge is said to be found in an old library far to the West. Many spellcasters have tried to get their hands on it, but none were able to locate the elusive walls that guard its leather-bound pages.

The lifeboat was small and feeble, and the storm was big and strong. The poor adventurers never had a chance to steer clear of the wrathful domain of the Water God. Still, luck was with them that fateful day, and shipwrecked they ended up.

There are several places in the kingdom that have fallen into disrepair. Roads far away from the capital don’t see the maintenance they deserve, and they slowly have succumbed to the will of the weather and the changing of seasons.