VOICE RP - WEST MARCH - SINGLE GAME MASTER - HIGH QUALITY
A custom tabletop system written by me, familiar to 5e but vastly different.

You've awoken in the small village of New Flame, with only distant fading memories of your life before. An ashen stone rolled from the Boiling Pools, cracked open to reveal your soundly sleeping form wrapped in ceremonial white cloth trimmed with silver lace. You have become Ashen Born, and you've no way to return to what was before. Your new home is a ruined and ransacked town full of hopeless wretches akin to yourself, having abandoned thought of stepping beyond the towns walls. Many have died attempting to do the same, and after all, it's safe here.
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Supposedly, great beasts inhabit the lands beyond. Many choose to venture outside of New Flame in hopes of answers, and a way home. The terrifying roars of those who call the wastes home are followed shortly by screeches of terror, cries of pain, and then silence. The desert sands to the east carry sound surprisingly well. A horrific warning that almost seems by design.
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Despite this, you are not content to wither away with the other cowards. Scavenging for supplies in the ruins, eating nothing but birds, lizards, rats, and the occasional wild vegetable as a luxury.

You cannot accept that there is no purpose for your arrival, you will not lay down and rot like so many of those who came before you, and you are not willing to die here without a fight.

Voto per Under Claw - Explore Tarragon

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