2,000 years after the Dragon’s Bane’s failure.“I live in a world of fire and sand. The crimson sun scorches the life from anything that crawls or flies, and storms of sand scour the foliage from the barren ground. This is a land of blood and dust, where tribes of feral elves sweep out of the salt plains to plunder lonely caravans, mysterious singing winds call travelers to slow suffocation in the Sea of Silt, and selfish Dragon kings squander their subjects’ lives building gaudy palaces and garish tombs. This bleak wasteland is Faerûn, and it is my home.” — The Wanderer’s JournalFaerûn is now a hot, arid planet covered with endless seas of dunes, lifeless salt flats, stony wastes, rocky badlands, thorny scrublands, and worse. From the first mo ...
Yah! Kobra always charged into battle confident in his ability to dodge duck dive dip and dodge. He loved to stay in a fight to give advantage to other characters on their attack. Obviously this fool didn’t last long. YAH!! No mercy! Sweep the leg!
