SJPhyonix

Phealafarian Frontiers: 07: Here There Be Borglins

With the storm picking up behind them, the party made their way down the steep, weather-worn steps that wound along…

The fire crackled, its glow casting flickering shadows along the walls. Outside, the wind picked up, rattling the windows. The…

Leaving the bustling city of New Albion behind, the party set out on the winding road toward Stormwatch Bay. The…

Celeste and Sigrid exchanged a glance. “Bergs-Erik doesn’t seem like the kind of man you’d want looking for you,” Celeste…

In the weeks following their entry into New Albion, the party settled into different aspects of city life, each finding…

The road back to New Albion was quiet, a stark contrast to the tension of the previous night. The scent…

The party traveled to Silverdale without much trouble, arriving to find a small, rustic village nestled at the edge of…

After settling into their new tent and establishing a routine in Tent Town, Thomas spent his days getting to know…

Sven led the Society into the forge, a well-equipped space filled with tools, raw materials, and the glow of three…

Tent Town woke with all the grace of a hungover troll. Sunlight spilled over the horizon, casting its golden glow…