PureChance

Spelljammer Campaign

You are all in a caravan heading for the city of Yuvia. It's been a quiet ride... too quiet. Homebrew rulest for testing High fantasy sword and sorcery, rules loosely based off D&D and World of Darkness.

Welcome to the Feywild Adventure! We hope you have a delightful time.

When Our Mortal Bodies Lie in Death is a D&D 5e roleplaying game of horror/dark fantasy for 4-6 3rd level players set in a homebrew world. It will be 80% writing and roleplaying and 20% dice-rolling. Successful applicants will demonstrate a commitment to strong writing and characters with a great deal of depth. As heroes, you have answered the summons of a mage who tells you of a lost amulet imbued with the power to communicate beyond this realm. As men and women, you have come shouldering the burdens of a sinful past. Some of you are weighed down by shame and grief. Others have cast off their guilt, believing it is only the deeds of tomorrow that will scrub clean the guilt of yesterday. Still others are scarred, within and without, perhaps dodging the law, perhaps fleeing from a scorned family, or perhaps seeking sanctuary from the wrath of an angered god. But you have come. The mage tasks you with retrieving the amulet of black and gold, which, according to his thaumaturgical scryings, he believes to be somewhere within the remote village of Hethton, tucked away in the Kaikros Valley. Upon your arrival, however, you'll find a village preoccupied with its own machinations of passionate love and deepest betrayal, of dark ambition and cruel seduction, and of all that lies beneath. It soon becomes all too clear that your quest will be more complicated than you ever imagined.

A mixture of grimdark and high-flying action/survival in one of Ravenloft’s most brutal settings, the dread realm of Falkovnia!

Avernus is Rising! Are you bad enough dudes to stop it?

War Comes to Krynn The world has ended, and it’s ending again. Three hundred years ago, the Cataclysm brought ruin to the world of Krynn. In a single day, an age of wonders came to an end. Countless innocents died, the face of the world was reshaped, and the gods themselves faded into legend. Through ages of struggle, the peoples of Krynn survived, but the world isn’t what it was. Those nations that remain linger in the shadows of their ancestors’ wonders. Only slowly have they begun to push back centuries of darkness and rediscover how the world has changed. Then came the Dragon Armies, legions of soldiers devoted to the wicked god Takhisis the Dragon Queen, and the world faces ruin once more. The War of the Lance has begun, and in a conflict between gods and dragons, a wounded world hangs in the balance.

You are a party of hired swords working jobs on the eastern edge of civilization. My first Play-By-Post game, welcoming of PBP novices and veterans alike. We could likely use the oversight, haha.

There is a city on the Charrwind Coast unlike any other. Where the mist never leaves and the shadows have eyes. Pressed between the boiling waves of the Searing Sea and the ever-encroaching jungles of the Crucible of Life lies the free city of Anvilgard — the City of Scales. Its winding, mist-shrouded streets are a haven for illicit trade, unscrupulous pirates, and umbral sorceries of all kinds. Corruption is rife in every walk of life, from the lowliest merchant to the Grand Conclave itself. The people are just as sharp as the knives they carry. Every deal is dangerous, every alley a trap, and every die loaded. While the dark-armoured Stormcast Eternals of the Anvils of Heldenhammer protect the city and the precious cluster of four realmgates hidden within the Black Nexus at its heart, their dour nature and sombre dedication to their duty hardly inspires confidence in the wary populace. Many say that the city only pays lip service to the God-King Sigmar, and that another organisation truly runs the streets — the Blackscale Coil. This vast criminal network of cutthroats, sabeutours, and politicians operates from the shadows, steering the city toward an unknown future under the orders of their mysterious leader, ‘Sovereign’. To their agents they bring wealth and power they could never hope to attain on their own, and to their opposition they grant only disgrace or death. But it is not just mortals who vie for power in the shadows of Anvilgard. Gods have set their sights on the city as well. The God-King Sigmar fears the city’s realmgates might fall into the hands of the Ruinous Powers, who would use them to wreak havoc across the Mortal Realms. The Everqueen Alarielle views the ever-flowing defoliant spray that holds back the hungry jungles as a terrible weapon that could be turned against her beloved children, the Sylvaneth. And the followers of Chaos see the city as a grand prize for their dark gods, helplessly destabilised and ripe for the slaughter. With all of this in play, there is no denying that to set foot in Anvilgard is to take your life into your hands. Some whisper that it is a doomed city, irreparably corrupt and rotten to the core in ways that nothing but a cleansing fire could cure. And yet, wherever there is corruption, there are those who would seek to right it. Brave heroes who are not afraid to bring light into the darkest parts of the city in search of truth and honour. Those with the power and drive to stand before encroaching oblivion and raise their weapons in defiance. The Soulbound are just such heroes. *** Hello folks. My name is Saithorthepyro and I'm going to be running the Shadows in the Mist Campaign for Age of Sigmar: Soulbound. This is my first time GMing the system, and I'll be advertising for applicants unil the end of second week of January.

A 5th Edition game set in the world of Eberron.