Avarun is a planet of staggering scale, its continents a patchwork of towering cities, endless deserts, crystal lakes, and ancient ruins. Magic and technology intertwine, and the lingering threat of the traitor Ezgarham casts a shadow over every kingdom. Factions vie for power, while hidden cults plot to awaken forgotten evils.
Guide Drakvyr Malviryal through the sprawling continent of Avarun, uncover hidden relics, forge alliances, and stop the ancient traitor Ezgarham before his shadow engulfs the world.
Traits
Inventory
Prince
Mystic Guide
Dwarf Blacksmith
Goblin Merchant
Ranger
Desert Nomad
Archivist
Miner
Guardian
Warlord
Towering spires of emerald‑green stone rise above bustling streets. The scent of fresh bread mingles with incense, and a distant bell chimes. A grand plaza with a marble fountain invites travelers, while market stalls whisper of hidden wares.
Tall silver‑capped trees sway, their leaves rustling like distant voices. Mist clings to the mossy floor, and a faint glow pulses from a hidden crystal pool. The air smells of pine and damp earth, hinting at ancient secrets.
Endless dunes of burnt ochre ripple under a scorching sun. The heat shimmers, and occasional wind carries the scent of hot sand. A lone stone obelisk stands as a weathered landmark, its surface cracked.
A glass‑clear lake mirrors the sky, its surface dotted with floating shards that catch the light. The surrounding cliffs glisten with quartz, and a gentle breeze carries a faint metallic scent.
Great hammers clang inside a cavernous hall of red‑hot metal. Sparks fly as blacksmiths shape steel, and the smell of coal and iron fills the air. A massive anvil dominates the center, pulsing with heat.
Sheer cliffs rise sharply, their edges biting the clouds. Eagles wheel overhead, and the wind whistles through narrow ledges. A stone beacon flickers with a distant fire, guiding travelers.
Crumbling marble columns stand amid overgrown vines. Faded glyphs glow faintly on the stone floor, and a distant echo of chanting can be heard. The air smells of age and dust.
A chaotic bazaar of ramshackle stalls where goblins barter exotic trinkets. The scent of roasted insects mingles with incense, and bright lanterns flicker erratically. A hidden alcove hints at smuggled goods.
A cavern glittering with veins of silver crystal. The walls echo with dripping water, and a faint blue glow emanates from deeper tunnels. The air feels cool and metallic.
A towering black spire of obsidian rises from a barren plateau. Dark clouds swirl around its peak, and occasional crackling lightning illuminates its surface. The ground trembles with each strike.
Strange tremors shake the Emerald City, and citizens whisper of dark rituals in the wilderness. Drakvyr must investigate the disturbances, uncover the cult's first steps, and decide where to focus his efforts.
With the cult's presence confirmed, Drakvyr needs allies and resources. He must navigate the fractured loyalties of the Goblin Market, earn trust from the Dune Nomads, and gain the arcane knowledge locked in the Crystal Lake.
The Shadow Cult gathers at the Obsidian Tower to summon Ezgarham. Drakvyr must gather the Dragon Clan's trust, obtain the ancient relic from the Skyward Cliffs, and resolve the threat of Nox the Warlord before the final confrontation.
At the pinnacle of the Obsidian Tower, Drakvyr faces the corrupted Warlord Nox and the half-summoned form of Ezgarham. Lightning splits the sky as the ancient traitor breaks free. Only by combining arcane mastery, forged alliances, and sheer will can Drakvyr seal the breach—or doom Avarun forever.
