Author: Joe Vasicek

Roderick At long last, they arrived at Xulthar. The ruins first appeared like a mirage against the blazing desert. As they drew near, however, the shimmering image became solid, and the grandeur of the abandoned city became impossible to deny. The ancient, weathered stone walls stood as a testament to Xulthar’s forgotten might. Portions had… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 6

Laria The night air was dry and chill. Laria shivered and tried to pull her robes tighter, but the fabric was too thin to offer much warmth in the cool desert night. The camel plodded along as if unaffected by the breeze, led by Roderick who traveled beside it on foot. “Please, Master Roderick,” she… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 5 (AI Draft)

Laria The night air was chilly and dry. Laria shivered and pulled her robes tighter, but the fabric was too thin to offer much warmth. The camel plodded monotonously along, its thick hide impervious to the breeze. As for Roderick, he preferred to travel on foot beside the beast. “Please, Master Roderick,” she urged. “You… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 5

Laria They arrived at the next oasis just before dusk. Judging from the crumbling mud-brick ruins nearby, it had once been a thriving place, where caravans had rested and merchants had sought out foreign and exotic wares. Laria even recognized the remnants of an old slave auction block, like many she had been sold at… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 4 (AI Draft)

Laria They arrived at the next oasis an hour before dusk. Judging from the crumbling mud-brick ruins, it had once been a thriving settlement, where caravans had rested and merchants had traded exotic wares. Laria even recognized the remnants of an old slave auction block, like many she had been sold at before. But the… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 4

Roderick The sky was blood-red as the settting sun cast its final rays across the desolate landscape of the wasteland. The earth was cracked and parched, and the air was thick with dust and despair. Roderick stood alone in this midst of this barren terrain, clad in tattered armor, the disgraced colors of his family’s… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 3 (AI Draft)

3. Encounters in the Wastes Roderick The sky shone blood-red as the setting sun cast its dying rays across the desolate landscape. The ground was parched, and the air was thick with dust and despair. Roderick stood alone in the midst of this barren terrain, his armor tarnished, his family colors faded and caked with… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 3

Roderick The hot sun beat mercilessly upon the band of adventurers as they rode up the barren wash toward the sun-baked plains beyond. Nearly a week had passed since they had left the last town on the edge of the desert wastes, and Roderick’s friends were beginning to grow restless. “Gods above,” Andrej murmured, “what… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 2 (AI Draft)

Roderick The hot sun beat mercilessly upon the three adventurers as they rode through the barren wash toward the sun-baked desert beyond. Nearly a week had passed since leaving the last town on the edge of the desert wastes, and Roderick’s friends were beginning to grow restless. “Gods above,” Andrej murmured, “what I wouldn’t give… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 2

Roderick “I know why you seek the lost city of Xulthar,” the old crone said as she peered over the top of her crystal ball. “But the riches hidden therein will bring you nothing but evil and sorrow.” Roderick the Young of House Valtan stood up straight with his shoulders back, his sharp eyes scanning… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 1 (AI Draft)