Prince Algor sat in silence. His room was 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. All agreed that a team must be assembled to protect the good citizens of the Planet from the evil facing them, and the Magi knew of the perfect place for this team to base their operations. The Magi made motes of light dance in the astral air as the trail was laid out for Algor to follow, and the Voice of the Gods promised Algor a gift to aid his quest.
Continue reading “Chapter 5: The Shadow of War”Chapter 4: The Monastery at the Center of the World
The Snow whipped around Prince Algor’s head as he pulled his fur vest closer to his near-frozen body while ahead Toron was peering off in the distance through his spyglass. The old Slime turned around “Well Al, it looks like we’re on the right track to the northern pass if we can chart this mountain trail…in a blizzard…with a squadron of Shocktroopers on our tai…” Algor cut Toron off mid-sentence “ So basically easy breezy right buddy?” the Prince said with a smile as he blew into his cupped hands.
Continue reading “Chapter 4: The Monastery at the Center of the World”Chapter 3: Meeting The Slime Elder Magi
Prince Algor tossed and turned in bed. His head swimming with visions of terror, and as he jumped awake covered in sweat he felt an intense urge to get out of the Castle. As he made his way down the stairs he could hear a commotion coming from Toron’s lab, and as he turned the corner he could see a thick billow of smoke coming from under the door. With a mighty kick, he knocked the heavy wooden door right off its frame only to discover a stunned Toron and King Valdar staring at him “ Al, what the hell man? What are you doing?” Toron asked him, putting the mouthpiece of the large pipe the two Slimes had been smoking out of on the table.
Continue reading “Chapter 3: Meeting The Slime Elder Magi”Chapter 2: The Lost Reliquary of Karnok
The moonlight cast a soft glow over the vast cemetery known as the Field of Tears as the soft hooting croak of a Frowl could be heard in the distance. Toron sat behind a tombstone and looked over at Algor, crouched in his heroic full-body form next to a large stone cross. They had been in the cemetery for hours trying to lure an especially angry Banshee Spirit [15] that had been terrorizing the nearby crossroads for weeks, and beyond the sounds of life all around them, Toron could hear none of the wails these creatures were known for. Suddenly the moon was obscured by clouds and a scream that would render a normal being to a quivering pile of fear echoed across the dark cemetery, and in the dark of the night Toron could see the spectral form of the spirit floating towards their decoy slowly.
Continue reading “Chapter 2: The Lost Reliquary of Karnok”Location: Castle Karlan
Tales tell of a Castle perched on the edge of the cliffs overlooking the entrance to Hoga. People say this decrepit pile of rocks is home to a powerful Vampire.
Even though Jalldoon is for the most part a fairly tolerant place Vampires, Ghouls, Zombies, and any other creature straddling the line between living and dead are to be killed on sight. Anyone associated with these disgusting monsters is to be shunned by society as a whole, or worse executed so travelers to this remote and crumbling ruin are sparse to the say the least.
Who’s Who: High Imperator Ondska
Unlike the other regions of the Planet (which are ruled by a hodgepodge of various royalty) the entire Northern Region of Jalldoon is under the control of one man. High Imperator Ondska wields great influence in The Covenant of Crowns due to his position as ruler of such a large swath of the Planet, and this power is what keeps his nephew Baron Dracktholme from facing justice for his “alleged” crimes against the people of the Southwestern Region of Jalldoon.
Who’s Who: King Valdar
Squishy is the Slime that wears the crown.The Grand King of all Slimes is the latest in the royal line of kings going all the way back to the first slime to spawn from the elemental dust that is the mother of all Slimes. For years, ruling Slimedom was a fairly easy job for Slime Kings, but after the “birth” of Master Boshak, and the disappearance of his wife early in the current king’s reign the job became fraught with peril. Fortunately for good Slimes everywhere, King Valdar is fully capable of dealing with threats both inside and from outside the world of Slimes, and has done a wonderful job keeping his subjects safe from the despots currently terrorizing the land. Continue reading “Who’s Who: King Valdar”
Packaging woes and release dates
Hey gang! Today I’ve got some information about the future of both TEWOJ and Void Patrol. There is a couple of bullet points I need to hit on so let’s dive on in… Continue reading “Packaging woes and release dates”
Who’s Who: Toron
Toron Smelg has been in service of the Slime Kingdom most of his life. Enlisting in the RSF (Royal Slime Forces) at fifteen the young Slime served on the front lines of the Koomak Revolts earning many medals and accolades from his superiors. Continue reading “Who’s Who: Toron”
Loot: Royal Slime Sword
The Royal Slime Sword has been passed down for generations from Ruler to Ruler. Once a Slime Monarch reaches a certain age and death is near they will bequeath the sword to their heir. The sword is a symbol of office, but it is hardly a ceremonial blade. Containing a powerful magically enchanted gem, and a wicked blade the sword is said to be one of the more powerful weapons on the planet.
Location: Ralmoral Lake
Ralmoral Lake is said to be the resting place of an enchanted axe. Many have attempted to find this weapon, and many have never returned home. No one knows what happens at Ralmoral, but the lake has gained quite a sinister reputation over the years. Some say the axe itself sucks the souls of those who seek it, and others say the Lake is haunted by spirits. Whatever is going on there one thing is for sure… it is unwise to travel to Ralmoral lake.
Who’s Who: Princess Ikari
Born shortly before the Queen vanished, Princess Ikari grew up never knowing her mother. After his wife’s disappearance the King became very protective of his young daughter, and kept a very close eye on the Princess. While her older brother Algor was free to adventure through the world of Jalldoon as he pleased, she was stuck in the Palace surrounded by body guards with barely a minute to herself. Continue reading “Who’s Who: Princess Ikari”
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