As the last golden leaf is carried off by autumn winds and the year finds itself in its last, rattling breaths, as the cold sinks into thr brick and mortar and the fields outside, we huddle 'round our hearths and candlelights, seeking comfort in flickering flame.
O Crawlers!
Where else to find adventure, gold and glory, but realms beyond our mortal grasp? Where else does the mind wander, but to distant deserts and fertile fields, to verdant vales and wildland wealds.
In old Lothorian, where the blight ravages the lands, seven sovereign on seven thrones rain terror upon the innocent.
In Marland bright, where a king was felled and steel-clad knights ride with ambition burning in their hearts.
In ancient Rulakham, fallen to despair, when the Dark Eye Sun hung low over the land, and all that was left was to flee the once proud realm.
Raise a torch and roll the die.
Seven Above, One Lord Below.
Includes the following games:
