Three hundred years ago the Great Empire planted colonies on the forbidding shores of the newly discovered northern continent.
One hundred and fifty years ago, all communication with the Empire ceased. No more ships arrived and all ships that sailed southwards were lost to all knowledge. In the chaos and wars that followed the Disappearance, the settlers and natives merged and founded new societies.
Now, bleak, charnel-house, ships sail northwards, crewed by animate corpses and captained by unspeakable monstrosities...
Either D&D meets All Flesh Must Be Eaten, or a particularly grim GURPS horror parallel, it hardly matters. What matters is where you and your players go with it...
[New Magic Item] Wand of Saffron Mist
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Wand of Saffron Mist Arakam frowned as he saw the necromancer smile an evil
smile.‘What now?’The necromancer flicked his wand once and a quartet of
skeleto...
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