Valley Of Dust And Fire

A place to congregate information about our campaign setting.

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Bit of a doodle. I’m trying to figure out a more cartoony way of shading hair. I think I’m going in the right direction but it definitely needs some refinement :0

Fun fact Vesz’drada means “bloody second” in the drow tongue. Uncaring drow mothers sometimes name their children Ust, Drada, and Llar to number them. She earned the vesz from being particularly ruthless! 

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I ugly laughed.

@indestructiblemoog “VAFFANCULO!!!”

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Peletik Island - Guard Captain’s report

The settlers have found themselves caught in several skirmishes between the local lizard folk tribes and a rebel group who denounce their Yuan-Ti overlords as less than divinity given flesh. These battles took place all across the island with the loyalists gaining a clear lead, being better organised and supplied, but during the rainy season Keavolth, a black dragon, arrived on the island and began to support the Rebels. They took to calling themselves the “Black Scales” and quickly retook the southern tip of the island and Brasshoka fortress. The fortress was their prize; a crumbling ruin that once belonged to Oronis the "Lizard Man Executioner",one of Rajaat’s generals who abandoned his quest after the death of his master. Shortly after this, larger and more disciplined lizard folk began to appear mixed in with their smaller cousins. Weeks passed with the loyalists on the back foot, but then a Yuan-Ti priestess came to our gates seeking noble warriors to help them battle the Black Scales. She promised great wealth to anyone who pledged their sword to her. Several sell-swords joined her despite the protests of the local government, who wanted to remain uninvolved. Those who returned weeks later, pockets bursting with gold, spoke of sprawling temples, uncountable wealth, and carnal pleasures beyond compare. They also spoke of the terror of battling the Black Scales who would turn any skirmish into a blood bath. As soon as the men returned, attacks began again. The Black Bitch smashed half the ships in our harbor and killed a dozen guards. 

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[catswindler]

Updated Version! Now with shadow, poisonous gas, better fire, and splitting the party.

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WIP of our D&D party before the first turn of combat, and after a well aimed fireball from a flaming skull. I’m planning on adding a background later but we’ll see what happens.

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Father Cullen

Father Cullen is a Half-Orc and devout follower of Hextor who calls the church in Whitebell his home. He’s famous for his heavy hand when dealing with bandits and thieves, but has seldom been called unfair by his peers. Whitebell is also a holy site to Hextor, where six of the Eight Arms, an ancient order of knights, are entombed. After denying Edmond’s request to raise James, a cleric of Heironeous, Edmond challenged him to single combat with the pledge to raise James if he could best him. After his defeat, he attempted break the rules of their bargain by casting reincarnation in lieu of resurrection, but James was reincarnated as a human. After his failure, Cullen attempted to take his own life, but Surya convinced him that his god allowed this to happen in order to prolong James’ suffering. After these events he decided to return to the place of his birth, the Whitesun fighting pits, to renew his conviction and deepen his connection with his god. He's also been working a gift for Edmund and James...

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Tina of the Fey

A Warlock of no small skill, Tina claims to hail from the Feywild. Radiant and beautiful she has become known as the White Rose of The Pride. Her membership was acquired not by invitation, but in a game of chance with Julia, Justin, and Petrys in which she held most of the winnings. Julia demanded double or nothing but hadn’t the coin to back her bet. In lieu, Tina asked for membership into the Pride, to which Julia happily agreed - Tina won that game along with half the pay from The Pride’s last job. She has been traveling with The Pride for three weeks and quickly adapted to the group’s rough-and-tumble nature; during any internal conflicts she always seem to know just what to say to restore order.

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Wolf

Wolf was found by The Pride in an Orcish fighting pit with his weapons chained to his hands and sporting several serious injuries. After liberation and several days of divine healing it became apparent that many years of his memory were missing; even his name was lost to him. Julia was the first to call him “Wolf”, and at her behest he was inducted into The Pride. Wolf has no clues to the mystery of his missing memories, but his furious fighting style and well-honed body imply a great deal of martial training.  His manners tend to leave much to be desired but Julia seems to be unusually lenient. Wolf is past caring about his former life - his goals are in now line with The Pride.

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Lord Justin Of Gordelle

  Heir to the Elven House of Gordelle, Justin was trained at a very young age in the use of the Elven longbow, a task he adored. He would loose arrows until his fingertips were bloody and his arms wobbled. When his masters declared his skill exceptional and he was instructed to master magic next (a field for which he had no passion), he declared he still had much to learn in archery and that he would be continuing his studies. His father commanded that he would heed the wisdom of his masters. Obeying despite his own wishes, after years of study his feelings for magic had changed little. He took what scant joy he could in spells such as Melf’s Acid Arrow and True Strike to supplement his archery. When his masters next declared Justin was to learn the ways of court, Justin’s patience was spent and his bags were packed - he lost his pursuers in the Moorlands and single-handedly felled a Troll. He traveled to Thay and joined forces with The Pride for “just one job” to clear Rust Spike Fortress of a small clan of Orcs, but after the chance to use his bow to fell his people’s ancestral enemy, he signed on full time. His long-term goals are non-existent; though perhaps in a hundred years he will return home and “give this whole court thing an honest try”.

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Petrys Narell

 Once a Cleric of the Silver Flame, Petrys turned his back on the Flame once they allowed “those filthy Eastern fire-dancers” into the fold. He traveled the world godless and alone, seeking a divine light to guide his way as the Flame once had. In his travels he found a ruined temple to The Keeper, abandoned, but with many of the scriptures still intact. He poured over them, devouring any knowledge of this lost religion he could find, and after several months he hand-inked the remaining text into one book. He then set out to spread The Keeper’s power among any who would heed its wisdom. He founded The Pride with Julia in hopes of saving enough money to build a new temple to The Keeper. He is getting very close to his goal, but Julia’s promise of “bigger” jobs has certainly piqued his interest.  

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Rajaat

  The newest addition to The Pride, Rajaat is the second son of a Hasihk merchant family that settled in the Plains after the occupation of Whitesun. As a second son, he was free to choose his own road in life; he trained as a cut-purse on the streets of Greybank but quickly learned that his blade was better suited for cutting throats. After a short killing spree he was confronted by “Talon The Drab”, a master assassin who agreed to take him on as an apprentice, and after four short years he became a respected blade-for-hire. He flew solo for six months before he botched an assassination on a ship’s captain, who was in truth a Doppelganger working for the Thieves Guild on a very important mission. The next morning he snuck onto a skyship bound for Thay, and shortly after that, joined The Pride hoping for a fresh start.

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Ox

  Ox is one of the founding members of the party. When Julia found him he was beaten bloody and chained to a cart. After a violent liberation he became a cornerstone in the group. His fearlessness in battle quickly earned him dozens of scars and the respect of his companions; the victories brought on by his strength gained the party a great reputation. Later, when the original group fell apart over a dispute involving a powerful artifact, Ox chose to stay by Julia’s side. A turning point occurred during a brutal battle with a Blue Slaad when Ox’s arm was lamed – however, the party’s alchemist was able to attach the creature’s arm to replace the now-nearly-useless limb. Strange rashes soon began to appear on old scars, indicating that the arm had taken to him. Against all odds, and despite the influence of the Slaad, he remains a gentle giant (though a titan on the battlefield).