Category: Phealafarian Frontiers

The news reached Husavik before the cold truly did. When the party returned from the river, frost still clinging to…

The river did not relent. What had begun as a skirmish became a grinding war of attrition as Ice Mephits…

The others left quietly. No words were spoken as Tobias, Zaryth, Tosk, Eldrin, and Thomas eased themselves away from Lyra’s…

The cavern slowly exhaled. After the violence, after the roar of the Alpha Bugbear and the thunder of collapsing bodies,…

Steel rang and snow churned as the battle for Wyrmspath Fort reached its breaking point. The yard was a chaos…

The battlefield lay quiet in the wake of blood and snow, the silence broken only by the hiss of wind…

Snow drifted thick and slow from the night sky as Steal Team 6 reached the village of Angeldenn. Most windows…

The day began with soft snowflakes drifting through pale morning light, a quiet hush settling over the road as Steal…

With supplies packed, saddlebags strapped, and winter cloaks drawn tight against the snow-chilled wind, the party gathered at the tavern…

A thin layer of snow blanketed the back alley nestled halfway between the Tavern With No Name and the Clerical…