15 Results with the "Fantasy" genre
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The Bosco Sanatorium
Made with Inkarnate.com The coastal town of Bosco is east of Absalom and southeast of the Tyrant’s Grasp. Sitting at the edge of the Cairnlands, this clutch of a few dozen wooden buildings nestles against the rocky shore. Beyond the town proper, numerous farmsteads stand against the backdrop of the Cairnlands. The Tyrant’s Grasp is obscured by gentle hills that rise out of the shore. Few outsiders, benevolent or malicious, give the quiet hamlet much concern, save for one feature. The Bosco…-
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When faith collides with conviction, beauty itself becomes the battlefield.
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937 • Oct 31, '25
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The Criers’ Guild
At the three-hundred-fortieth annual meeting of the Criers’ Guild of Ustalav, Guildmaster Zotov Ivanovich is barely holding himself together—partly from nerves, partly from the looming presence of Ellis, an incorporeal wraith assigned by the newly risen tyrant Tar-Baphon to “advise” the guild’s messaging. As Zotov faces a hall full of bewildered criers furious over his increasingly absurd, undead-approved propaganda edits, he must juggle terrified…-
2.9 K • Nov 20, '25
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If Philippe hadn’t already known that the Grand Codex Library was tended by devotees of Shelyn, it would have been apparent the moment he set eyes upon it. Set atop a rise overlooking the Lake of Mists and Veils, and nestled within the Estrovian Forest, the single-story stone building was ensconced within an elaborate garden of topiaries and statues. The stone exterior was adorned with a vividly colorful mural depicting angelic figures engaged in song and merriment. It was truly a beauty to behold,…
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The Criers’ Guild
Scattered throughout the dining hall, dozens of feathered caps gathered into cliques. Though humans dominated in number, there was no shortage of elves, dwarves, halflings, and other patrons. The din of conversation was underscored by an acoustic band upon the stage at the head of the room. Two tables, stretching the length of the chamber, were adorned with golden candelabras that cast flickering orange light. Zotov Ivanovich, head of the Criers’ Guild, peered out over the assembly from behind a tall…-
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