Madrius Dark Sun
I live in a world of fire and sand. The crimson sun scorches the life from anything that crawls or flies, and storms of sand scour the foliage from the barren ground. Lightning strikes from the cloudless sky, and peals of thunder roll unexplained across the vast tablelands. Even the wind, dry and searing as a kiln, can kill a man with thirst.
This is a land of blood and dust, where tribes of feral elves sweep out of the salt plains to plunder lonely caravans, mysterious singing winds call men to slow suffocation in a Sea of Silt, and legions of slaves clash over a few bushels of moldering grain. The dragon despoils entire cities, while selfish kings squander their armies raising gaudy palaces and garish tombs.
This is my home, Athas. It is an arid and bleak place, a wasteland with a handful of austere cities clinging precariously to a few scattered oases. it is a brutal and savage land, beset by political strife and monstrous abominations, where life is grim and short.
-The Wanderers Journal
Escape Nibenay: Completed 625 XP
Contact the Veiled Alliance:
Release spirits from Gulg:
A safe place for Amelia:
Transport Kaldras’ goods safely: Completed 932 XP
Sell Tulious off: Completed 187 XP
Get a Job: Completed 125 XP
Get supplies to heal Kank: Completed 125 XP
Prevent the Dwarves from being labled as Defilers: Completed 187 XP