Venture into the treacherous depths of the Underdark, where monsters dwell in eternal darkness. The Crimson Blades are a legendary force, spoken of for their ruthlessness.
Led by the mysterious figure known as Shadowfang, these blades stalk their victims with chilling precision.
Their blades are imbued with a cursed power, capable of inflicting injuries that drain the life force. Brave souls have challenged these blades, but few read more have escaped to tell the tale.
Terror of the Surface World
The surface world, once a sanctuary, is now ravaged by a dreadful force. This being, known only as the Scourge, spreads all it touches. Its emergence marked the beginning of an era of terror.
The once bustling cities are now ruined, silent with the ghosts of a lost world. The few who remain survive amidst the destruction. Their only hope lies in finding a way to stop the Scourge before it devours everything that remains.
Echos of Steel, Whispers of Darkness
Across unfathomable landscapes, where night dance with iron, whispers travel on the gale. They speak of lost secrets, conflicts fought in a time when knights rose courageously to meet their fate. Each echo of steel rings with the memory of those who fell themselves for a cause.
- Legends are woven around these whispers, each thread spun from the blood of those who survived to tell the tale.
- Hunters brave the darkness, lured by the promise of power hidden within these echoes.
Will you listen to the whispers? Will you heed the call of the steel?
Heiress of Lolth, Executioner of Suns
She walks a path lit by the crimson flames of ambition, a spider-goddess's blessed child. Her name whispers on lips, a promise of darkness. Born in the depths of the Abyss, she learned her skills amidst the venomous embrace of Lolth's domain.
The sun, that radiant god, fears her touch. She is a blade forged in hate, each swing leaving behind a trail of shadow. Her eyes burn with the passion of a thousand slain suns, and her heart beats to the rhythm of Lolth's insidious song. She is the Heiress of Lolth, the Executioner of Suns.
From Shade to Slaughter: A Drow's Story
The twilight of the Underdark were all she had ever known. Born into a clans riddled with jealousy, Zylara learned early the price of survival. Her spirit was hardened by loss, and her intellect honed to a razor's tip by the constant conflict for power. Her life led her from the safety of the crypt to the desolate jungles where she would forge her true might.
Wrath of the Arachnid Empress
From the depths of a shadowed cavern came the screech that signaled her return. The Spider Queen, ancient, felt the disturbances of a world heedless to her throne. Her iridescent eyes flickered with wrath, and her eight appendages writhed in anticipation of the destruction to come.
Across|the realm, her loyal minions multiplied, each a grotesque reflection of their leader's will. The air grew thick with the scent of death, and the earth trembled beneath the march of an army absolute.
- Her wrath
- Would consume the world
- Anyone foolish enough to challenge her