Category: The Riches of Xulthar

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)

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 you find there shall bring you naught but evil and sorrow.” Roderick the Young of House Valtan rolled his shoulders back as his sharp eyes scanned the… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 1

Long had the plague years ravaged the land, decimating every household and filling the ground with the dead. Crops rotted unharvested in the fields, entire towns were wiped clean of inhabitants, and the cities swelled with panicked migrants fleeing the spectre of death, only to spread the shadow of the reaper. No kingdom or principality… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Prologue (AI Draft)