The Lion banner sways and falls in the horror-haunted gloom; A scarlet Serpent rustles by, borne on winds of doom. In heaps the shining horsemen lie, where the thrusting lances break, And deep in the haunted mountains, the lost, black gods awake. Dead hands grope in the shadows, the stars turn pale with fright, For this is the Serpent's Hour, the triumph of Fear and Night. -Robert E Howard
Once, immortals roamed the world, folding and bending the very land to their will, and creating wonders beyond reckoning. Portals to far flung places, magical cities and creatures- nothing was beyond them. With time and strife they broke the back of the world and scarred her face, buckling the land under their might and severing the places of power from memory.
Many years have passed since the time of the immortals, and the land is in places tempered, others ruined- but wonders untold lie out there in the Wilderlands for the brave or the foolhardy to discover.
You and your companions have decided to strike out and seek something more than an ordinary life. Perhaps you will reunite the severed kingdom, mayhap you will find a less than ordinary death and perhaps the world will be remade from meddling with things best left undisturbed. All depends on your choices and actions! Adventure awaits you…
Many years have passed since the time of the immortals, and the land is in places tempered, others ruined- but wonders untold lie out there in the Wilderlands for the brave or the foolhardy to discover.
You and your companions have decided to strike out and seek something more than an ordinary life. Perhaps you will reunite the severed kingdom, mayhap you will find a less than ordinary death and perhaps the world will be remade from meddling with things best left undisturbed. All depends on your choices and actions! Adventure awaits you…