Who’s Who: Baron Dracktholme

Originally sent to the Southwest Region of Jalldoon as the Representative of the Ondska Empire on this corner of the Planet, Baron Dracktholme has built an Empire of Terror at the Dark Citadel.  Baron Dracktholme has been a thorn in the side of good for many years.  Continue reading

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Lore: The Shadow of War

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Prince Algor sat in silence. His room lit only by candles that cast a warm glow reflecting off the Prince’s slick skin. Astral communication was a new technique the Slime Elder Magi had taught him to keep in contact with them, and as Algor’s body sat safely in the tower of the Royal Castle of Slime City his astral form was conferring with the Magi and the Voice of the Gods. The drums of war had been beating louder and louder as Baron Dracktholm and Master Boshak grew their army larger by the day. The roads of Jalldoon were littered with raiding bandits, and fear was at an all-time high. The Voice had explained all this to Algor, but now the need for heroes was rising so action must be taken. Continue reading

Lore: Toron’s Journey 

Toron wiped the sweat from his brow as he hopped back from the bolt he had been tightening on the large metal arm in front of him. Taking a long swig from his goblet he looked over his latest creation…a large suit of armor. The slime made his way behind a blast shield with a small remote as he thought to himself “here goes nothing” before pushing the small button on the little black box he held. As he pushed the button a series of clicks could be heard followed by a small hollow clank on the floor, and after waiting a few seconds to make sure it wasn’t going to explode he stuck his head out from behind the shield and saw that the suit of armor had compacted itself into a small box.

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