Venture into the treacherous depths of the read more Underdark, where behemoths dwell in eternal darkness. The Sanguine Scythes are a legendary force, known for their ruthlessness.
Led by the inscrutable figure known as The Bloodweaver, these blades pursue their victims with chilling efficiency.
Their blades are imbued with a cursed power, capable of inflicting wounds that never heal. Many adventurers have confrontted these blades, but few have survived to tell the tale.
Terror of the Surface World
The surface world, once a paradise, is now decimated by a horrific presence. This monster, known only as the Scourge, spreads all it touches. Its arrival marked the beginning of an era of terror.
The once thriving cities are now ruined, silent with the memories of a lost world. The few who remain fight amidst the decay. Their only hope lies in finding a way to stop the Scourge before it consumes everything that remains.
Dark Echoes, Steel Whispers
Across unfathomable landscapes, where shadows dance with bronze, whispers travel on the gale. They speak of forgotten secrets, wars fought in a time when knights rose courageously to meet their fate. Each echo of steel rings with the memory of those who fell themselves for a ideal.
- Myths are woven around these whispers, each thread spun from the tears of those who lived to tell the tale.
- Explorers 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?
Heiress of Lolth, Executioner of Suns
She walks a path lit by the crimson flames of ambition, a spider-goddess's chosen child. Her name whispers on lips, a promise of cruelty. Born in the depths of the Abyss, she wrought her skills amidst the deadly embrace of Lolth's domain.
The sun, that radiant god, fears her touch. She is a blade forged in wrath, each swing leaving behind a trail of ash. Her eyes burn with the fury of a thousand slain suns, and her heart beats to the rhythm of Lolth's insidious song. She is the Daughter of Lolth, the Executioner of Suns.
From Shade to Slaughter: A Drow's Story
The gloaming of the Underdark were all she had ever known. Born into a factions riddled with power, Zylara learned early the price of strength. Her spirit was hardened by warfare, and her intellect honed to a razor's point by the constant battle for power. Her life led her from the illusion of the temple to the desolate wastes where she would forge her true potential.
Wrath of the Arachnid Empress
From the depths of a shadowed cavern came the shriek that signaled her return. The Spider Queen, immense, felt the vibrations of a world ignorant to her dominion. Her multifaceted eyes flickered with wrath, and her eight limbs writhed in anticipation of the destruction to come.
Over|the realm, her loyal minions converged, each a grotesque reflection of their queen's command. The air grew thick with the scent of rot, and the soil trembled beneath the weight of an army inevitable.
- The Spider Queen's fury
- Would consume the world
- Those who crossed her path