As the fields turned golden under the summer sun the killings began again. Four more died. Then the Baron's man, the bailiff, was killed on the high meadow in sight of Mitra's Temple. His screams could be heard well into the village. He was only identified after we reassembled the pieces.
With the priest's help I wrote a report to our liege, the Baron of Westtower. My report ended with,
There will be no harvest until the beast is slain and the killings stopped.
The Beggar Camp - The Beggars are wandering Tharian horselords who lost their horses or committed dishonorable acts.


2 comments:
Great looking maps Rob. Now get to writing the adventure. Looking forward to what you come up with.
Cool maps, and an even cooler set-up, very evocative.
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