Author: Joe Vasicek

Roderick The sky was blood-red as the settting sun cast its final rays across the desolate landscape of the wasteland. The earth was cracked and parched, and the air was thick with dust and despair. Roderick stood alone in this midst of this barren terrain, clad in tattered armor, the disgraced colors of his family’s… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 3 (AI Draft)

3. Encounters in the Wastes Roderick The sky shone blood-red as the setting sun cast its dying rays across the desolate landscape. The ground was parched, and the air was thick with dust and despair. Roderick stood alone in the midst of this barren terrain, his armor tarnished, his family colors faded and caked with… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 3

Roderick The hot sun beat mercilessly upon the band of adventurers as they rode up the barren wash toward the sun-baked plains beyond. Nearly a week had passed since they had left the last town on the edge of the desert wastes, and Roderick’s friends were beginning to grow restless. “Gods above,” Andrej murmured, “what… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 2 (AI Draft)

Roderick The hot sun beat mercilessly upon the three adventurers as they rode through the barren wash toward the sun-baked desert beyond. Nearly a week had passed since leaving the last town on the edge of the desert wastes, and Roderick’s friends were beginning to grow restless. “Gods above,” Andrej murmured, “what I wouldn’t give… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 2

Roderick “I know why you seek the lost city of Xulthar,” the old crone said as she peered over the top of her crystal ball. “But the riches hidden therein will bring you nothing but evil and sorrow.” Roderick the Young of House Valtan stood up straight with his shoulders back, his sharp eyes scanning… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 1 (AI Draft)

Roderick “I know why you seek the lost city of Xulthar,” the old crone said as she peered over the top of her crystal ball. “But the riches you find there shall bring you naught but evil and sorrow.” Roderick the Young of House Valtan rolled his shoulders back as his sharp eyes scanned the… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Chapter 1

Long had the plague years ravaged the land, decimating every household and filling the ground with the dead. Crops rotted unharvested in the fields, entire towns were wiped clean of inhabitants, and the cities swelled with panicked migrants fleeing the spectre of death, only to spread the shadow of the reaper. No kingdom or principality… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Prologue (AI Draft)

Long had the plague years ravaged the land. No household was left unscathed by it, no graveyard was left unfilled. Crops rotted unharvested in the fields, while towns and villages lay devoid of inhabitants. At first, the cities swelled with migrants fleeing the specter of death, only to fall as the fleeing refugees spread the… Continue reading The Riches of Xulthar: Prologue