“You know what to do. I hope you come back. But if you don’t… Your sacrifice will be noted.”
Deep in the Eorgand forest is a small chapel with a shallow pool. Prospective initiates must venture in the forest and find the pool to receive blessings of the old gods. Some find their way back to the village but are never able to find the temple afterwards or even recall much of what happened. However, they often find their live successful in the most peculiar ways.
No alternative versions this time, I’m afraid. I’ve also started a tip-jar at ko-fi. Check it out! All tips will be greatly appreciated
‘Are you sure you don’t need anything? I have just come across a batch of only very slightly used blades of the finest steel and exquisite craftsmanship. How did I get them, you ask? Let me tell you exactly how! Just the other day I was taking a refreshing morning stroll – very good for the immortal soul you see! Oh, and you really should see how the sun glimmers on the scales of the obsidian lizards. Most fascinating creatures. Did you know that they get nourishment directly from leylines? Very popular with the mages, I hear. There was one here last month who had no less than six of them. Six! Can you imagine! Now, where was I. Ah, yes, beautiful swords in excellent condition!‘
Here’s a simple desert camp in a shallow canyon. Despite the harsh environment, the small pond allows for a semi permanent settlement. The camp is a popular place for making last minute equipment purchases before embarking deeper in the desert in search of lost treasures.
Even with their temple in ruins and names forgotten, the spirits of the lake still linger. And they remember. As do the rangers who still guard the temple. Offerings are welcome, but visitors would be wise not to anger either of them.
It’s been a very long time without a map. Here’s one featuring ruined temple and narrow cliffs. There are platforms and makeshift bridges used by the guardians of the temple. They could also just be built by locals who still use temple.
Another attempt with simple colors. In the end, it turned out quite ok.
The map is the birthplace of the Silverfish Syndicate. It’s a small dungeon next to a stream that cuts through a ridge. This was the very first hideout of a band of thieves who then expanded their operations over the years. Nowadays, the hideout doesn’t see much use, but whispers in the streets claim there’s a valuable shipment coming through very soon.
I wanted to draw a chapel leading to the crypt in the ‘Consortium Hideout‘ -map. So here it is. The chapel is small, so there is only a small storage room and a room for the priest. Feel free to have it still be in use or already abandoned