We traveled through the forest for a couple more days before finally finding the start of the path that leads to the floating castle. As I step into the clearing I immediately feel a chill move down my spine. Blood red runes begin glowing on the rock formation and I can't help but think maybe this isn't such a good idea after all. Everything within a thirty foot radius of the runes is withered and decayed, I realize I have stepped into a magical dead zone. All my senses scream for me to turn back but my curiosity is just to great. I press on...
Jan 24, 2013 10:08:46 amby ZanderXL Homepage »
Ha ha! Adventures would be pretty short if the hero/heroine took heed of the early warning signs and went "You know what? I think I'll just go back to the tavern..."
Probably the sensible thing to do... but no one ever had any fun being sensible, did they?
Steel yourself lassie and head forwards! And hope you don't meet anything too nasty on the random encounter table!
Send the two big-eared critters first!
Great visual story telling here. I really like the mist rising from the ground. I look forward to seeing where you go with this...