Sanguine Scythes beneath the Surface
Venture into the treacherous depths of the Underdark, where creatures dwell in eternal darkness. The Sanguine Scythes are a legendary force, spoken of for their ferocity.
Commanded by the shadowy figure known as The Bloodweaver, these blades pursue their targets with chilling deadliness.
Their weapons are imbued with a cursed power, capable of inflicting bleeds that fester and rot. Brave souls have confrontted these blades, but few have survived to tell the tale.
Menace of the Surface World
The surface world, once a sanctuary, is now decimated by a frightening entity. This creature, known only as the Scourge, infects all it touches. Its arrival marked the beginning of an era of despair.
The once vibrant cities are now ruined, silent with the memories of a lost world. The few who remain fight amidst the chaos. Their only hope lies in finding a way to stop the Scourge before it annihilates everything that remains.
Echos of Steel, Whispers of Darkness
Across unfathomable landscapes, where night dance with steel, whispers travel on the breeze. They speak of lost secrets, wars fought in a time when heroes rose courageously to meet their fate. Each echo of steel rings with the memory of those who perished themselves for a ideal.
- Tales are woven around these whispers, each thread spun from the blood of those who lived to tell the tale.
- Seekers brave the darkness, lured by the promise of knowledge hidden within these echoes.
Will you listen to the whispers? Will you heed the call of the steel?
Daughter of Lolth, Slayer of Suns
She walks a path lit by the crimson flames of ambition, a spider-goddess's blessed child. Her name whispers on fangs, a promise of destruction. Born in the depths of the Shadowfell, she learned her skills amidst the slithering embrace of Lolth's domain.
The sun, that golden god, fears her touch. She is a blade forged in hate, each swing leaving behind a trail of ash. Her gaze burn with the hunger of a thousand slain suns, and her heart beats to the rhythm of Lolth's insidious song. She is the Child of Lolth, the Hunter of Suns.
From Shade to Slaughter: A Drow's Story
The shadows of the Underdark were all she had ever known. Born into a factions riddled with ambition, Zylara learned early the price of loyalty. Her heart was hardened by warfare, and her intellect honed to a razor's tip by the constant battle for power. Her path led her from the illusion of the crypt to the desolate wastes where she would discover her true nature.
The Spider Queen's Fury
From the depths of a forgotten cavern came the shriek that signaled her fury. The Spider Queen, immense, felt the disturbances of a world unaware to her power. Her multifaceted eyes flickered with fury, and her eight limbs writhed in anticipation read more of the carnage to come.
Across|the realm, her loyal minions multiplied, each a horrifying reflection of their queen's will. The air grew thick with the scent of rot, and the ground trembled beneath the weight of an army inevitable.
- Her wrath
- Wouldleave naught but ruin
- All who dared oppose her