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A lonely hatch in the abandoned shop – a magical barrier kept it blocked. But I opened it and we descended into the depths of the cellar. The ruins of Kyrthar Talketh were inhabited by survivors and mutants, while demons and devils roamed. But the cellar room seemed to have been untouched for centuries. The … Weiterlesen

Memoirs of a survivor from Kyrthar Tahlketh, written down by Rotragia van Lattius „The city walls were high, firm, strong. They meant safety. At least that’s what we thought. They became a death trap when the devils opened their gates beneath the city and everyone tried to flee. We pushed our way to the gates, … Weiterlesen

The cave that stretched before me was lined with crystals that glowed in a variety of colours, bathing everything in a strange light. And the light almost distracted me from the figure crouching by the small pond, which was also illuminated by an eerie light. A shadowy figure, a deformed figure whose clothes were made … Weiterlesen

Actually we just wanted to refill some water, but our paladin tripped and fell into the water. He was lucky in that he noticed a small passage in the water that led to a hidden cave that could be reached by squeezing through. The small lake there had a narrow bank on which lay the … Weiterlesen

A head-sized crystal stands in the middle of the room, bathing the moss-covered walls in an eerie light. A small pond covers one corner of the room and splashes away soothingly. Mushrooms sprout from the ground in the damp cave.