Crickets Neméos comes to a stop, panting. Shakes soot out of his mane; scraps of those lovely tapestries, reduced to red-rimmed embers. A woven fragment of some long-dead human’s eye goes drifting off, and the wind of its fall fans the flames up, and burns the rest away. “Ghosts!” He exclaims, a bit uselessly, still out of breath. And then, , “Vairn– that was amazing! Is– everybody else okay?”   They look it, thank the great herds. Hadena ...

Harlow stood at the mouth of the Dungeon- a giant, gaping entrance, with dozens of coursers coming in and out. It wasn’t her first time seeing it; she’d been in the little makeshift village around the entrance for about a week now, eavesdropping and courser-watching to get a sense of what she was meant to do, without outright asking anyone for help. She’d kept herself busy while eyeing various adventuring parties, trying to figure out what gear was most ne...

springfoss The clatter of hooves echoed off the corridor wall as Vairn plodded onward. The passage sloped gently downward, undoubtedly toward their next challenge. Though lacking in luxury, these occasional corridors offered a brief respite from the dangers of the dungeon.   Well, usually. Monsters lurked everywhere, but Vairn’s keen ears weren’t picking up on anything yet.    At his shoulder, just a step behind, the only courser Vairn had ever met wh...

The First Delve Pt. 3 The moisture on the cave walls has gathered in the center of this chamber, forming a pool. Harmless, colorful invertebrates wave at you from the bottom. Ah… A peaceful respite. You can check your equipment and gather your thoughts he...

2 - The First Delve Pt. 2 A sentient pile of slime approaches you. It blinks its single eye up at you, unsettling but not immediately threatening. How do you respond?   Every courser feels the pull towards the depths. So Neméos had always been told— so ...

1 - The First Delve Safety may be an illusion, but it is one a Courser must maintain to live the life of an adventurer. What do you do (or bring along) to help bolster your spirits and make you feel protected?   The mouth of the dungeon is a maelstrom of strange coursers. Strange voices, strange face...