A perilous adventure in a fantastical world of magic and monsters. A story unfolds: an epic of daring encounters, treasure, magic, and battles fought, a tale that challenges and enthrall.
Description:
The object of the game is to reach the Crown of Command in the center of the board and slay the Elder Dragon first. Characters will first adventure in the Outer and Middle Regions to build up their Strength, Craft, and Lives until they feel they are powerful enough to tackle the Inner Region. They must also first find a Talisman to permit them entry to the Valley of Fire and so reach the Crown of Command.
A perilous adventure in a fantastical world of magic and monsters. A story unfolds: an epic of daring encounters, treasure, magic, and battles fought, a tale that challenges and enthrall.
Description:
The object of the game is to reach the Crown of Command in the center of the board and slay the Elder Dragon first. Characters will first adventure in the Outer and Middle Regions to build up their Strength, Craft, and Lives until they feel they are powerful enough to tackle the Inner Region. They must also first find a Talisman to permit them entry to the Valley of Fire and so reach the Crown of Command.
Twisted horrors are crawling out of the mountains north of Tantervale. Can a small team of Grey Warden recruits stop the ancient threat in time?
Description:
During a recruiting drive in Tantervale, Senior Warden Ramesh hears something that makes his blood run cold: Unusual, twisted darkspawn are emerging from an archaeological dig in the mountains just north of the Minantar River. He knows the horror he experienced in Hormak thaig is happening again, and this time you, a handful of recent recruits, are his only allies. But you’ll rise to the challenge. Wardens always do. Content warnings: descriptions of body horror, gore, fantasy violence, and mind control. Player safety aids will be used.
Twisted horrors are crawling out of the mountains north of Tantervale. Can a small team of Grey Warden recruits stop the ancient threat in time?
Description:
During a recruiting drive in Tantervale, Senior Warden Ramesh hears something that makes his blood run cold: Unusual, twisted darkspawn are emerging from an archaeological dig in the mountains just north of the Minantar River. He knows the horror he experienced in Hormak thaig is happening again, and this time you, a handful of recent recruits, are his only allies. But you’ll rise to the challenge. Wardens always do. Content warnings: descriptions of body horror, gore, fantasy violence, and mind control. Player safety aids will be used.
The Baker's Doesn't: A Queer Candy Confection Quest!
Summary:
A fiery mishap sparks a candy-coated quest! Explore a candy cottage, outwit a hag, and rescue a gold wyrmling in this fun, sugar filled pride adventure.
Description:
Something has gone terribly wrong at a quiet village candy confectionary—and it’s not just some burnt sugar. Upon arriving in a small village, tired after your most recent quest, you and your fellow adventurers find a candy shop set ablaze! Will you help save the confectionary before it melts to the ground and uncover the truth of who is behind this candy coated arson?! Expect lighthearted roleplay, clever (but approachable) puzzles, and a dash of danger as things quickly spiral out of control. Designed for beginners but packed with enough flavor for seasoned players, this adventure is equal parts mystery, mischief, and mayhem. No baking experience required—just a sense of humor and a willingness to get your hands a little dirty. LGBTQIA+ and ally friendly, pre-gen characters and minis will be provided but feel free to bring any of your own items like dice or notebooks.
What do you do when the forest comes alive and has it's own agenda?
Description:
The Fanewick is older than any road, older than any map. It is a place where flowers bloom in the shape of faces, where bees hum in mourning tones, and where paths shift when no one is watching. You did not come here by accident. Each of you was summoned—by coin, by promise, by rumor, or by desperation—to the edge of the Fanewick, where a small frontier settlement has gone quiet. Couriers vanish. Hunters return changed. And something in the deep woods has begun to bloom when it should not. The locals say the forest is waking up. They say it has an Avatar now. You are offered a simple contract: enter the Fanewick, follow the signs, and stop whatever is spreading before the forest decides to spread into the world beyond it. The trail is open. The flowers are watching. What could possibly go wrong?
What do you do when the forest comes alive and has it's own agenda?
Description:
The Fanewick is older than any road, older than any map. It is a place where flowers bloom in the shape of faces, where bees hum in mourning tones, and where paths shift when no one is watching. You did not come here by accident. Each of you was summoned—by coin, by promise, by rumor, or by desperation—to the edge of the Fanewick, where a small frontier settlement has gone quiet. Couriers vanish. Hunters return changed. And something in the deep woods has begun to bloom when it should not. The locals say the forest is waking up. They say it has an Avatar now. You are offered a simple contract: enter the Fanewick, follow the signs, and stop whatever is spreading before the forest decides to spread into the world beyond it. The trail is open. The flowers are watching. What could possibly go wrong?
What do you do when the forest comes alive and has it's own agenda?
Description:
The Fanewick is older than any road, older than any map. It is a place where flowers bloom in the shape of faces, where bees hum in mourning tones, and where paths shift when no one is watching. You did not come here by accident. Each of you was summoned—by coin, by promise, by rumor, or by desperation—to the edge of the Fanewick, where a small frontier settlement has gone quiet. Couriers vanish. Hunters return changed. And something in the deep woods has begun to bloom when it should not. The locals say the forest is waking up. They say it has an Avatar now. You are offered a simple contract: enter the Fanewick, follow the signs, and stop whatever is spreading before the forest decides to spread into the world beyond it. The trail is open. The flowers are watching. What could possibly go wrong?
What do you do when the forest comes alive and has it's own agenda?
Description:
The Fanewick is older than any road, older than any map. It is a place where flowers bloom in the shape of faces, where bees hum in mourning tones, and where paths shift when no one is watching. You did not come here by accident. Each of you was summoned—by coin, by promise, by rumor, or by desperation—to the edge of the Fanewick, where a small frontier settlement has gone quiet. Couriers vanish. Hunters return changed. And something in the deep woods has begun to bloom when it should not. The locals say the forest is waking up. They say it has an Avatar now. You are offered a simple contract: enter the Fanewick, follow the signs, and stop whatever is spreading before the forest decides to spread into the world beyond it. The trail is open. The flowers are watching. What could possibly go wrong?