Mythcord: Blackmoor

Mythcord: Blackmoor

~ Uther leans on the loom, staring grimly at the completed tapestry. “Is that our fate, then?” he asks the crone. “After we have come so far, we are destined to be crushed?”

The witch nods grimly.

“But,” she adds, in a voice like a raven’s, “there is still hope.” The witch draws a yellowed fingernail across the weft of the fabric and taps a tangled mess of color.

“The warp of fate is knotted,” she croaks. “These wild threads lead nowhere, and everywhere. They are souls who have no destiny ... souls who make their own fates. Seek these out, and they may yet save you.”

“They may yet save us all.” ~

As our story begins, Blackmoor is a small northern kingdom ruled by a charismatic king but threatened by encroaching empires, norse raiders and horrific monsters. What better time and place for heroes to appear?