Venture into the treacherous depths of the Darklands, where creatures dwell in eternal darkness. The Crimson Blades are a feared force, rumored for their brutality.
Guided by the shadowy figure known as Crimson Queen, these blades pursue their targets with chilling deadliness.
Their swords are imbued with a corrupted power, capable of inflicting injuries that drain the life force. Many adventurers have faced these blades, but few have survived to tell the tale.
Scourge of the Surface World
The surface world, once a haven, is now here ravaged by a horrific entity. This being, known only as the Scourge, spreads all it touches. Its emergence marked the beginning of an era of terror.
The once thriving cities are now ruined, still with the ghosts of a lost world. The few who remain struggle amidst the chaos. Their only hope lies in finding a way to stop the Scourge before it consumes everything that remains.
Whispers of Darkness, Echoes of Steel
Across limitless landscapes, where night dance with iron, whispers travel on the breeze. They speak of forgotten secrets, conflicts fought in a time when knights rose courageously to meet their fate. Each echo of steel rings with the memory of those who sacrificed themselves for a belief.
- Myths are woven around these whispers, each thread spun from the sweat of those who endured to tell the tale.
- Hunters brave the darkness, lured by the promise of truth hidden within these echoes.
Will you listen to the whispers? Will you heed the call of the steel?
Child of Lolth, Slayer of Suns
She walks a path lit by the crimson flames of ambition, a spider-goddess's chosen child. Her name whispers on fangs, a promise of darkness. Born in the depths of the Shadowfell, she honed her skills amidst the venomous embrace of Lolth's domain.
The sun, that flaming god, fears her touch. She is a blade forged in hate, each swing leaving behind a trail of shadow. Her gaze burn with the hunger of a thousand slain suns, and her heart beats to the rhythm of Lolth's insidious song. She is the Daughter of Lolth, the Executioner of Suns.
From Shade to Slaughter: A Drow's Story
The gloaming of the Underdark were all she had ever known. Born into a society riddled with jealousy, Zylara learned early the price of loyalty. Her spirit was hardened by loss, and her perception honed to a razor's point by the constant conflict for dominance. Her path led her from the safety of the citadel to the desolate ravines where she would forge her true nature.
The Spider Queen's Fury
From the depths of a forgotten cavern came the shriek that signaled her awakening. The Spider Queen, immense, felt the disturbances of a world unaware to her throne. Her multifaceted eyes burned with fury, and her eight limbs writhed in anticipation of the destruction to come.
Over|the realm, her obedient minions converged, each a grotesque reflection of their queen's desire. The air grew thick with the scent of rot, and the earth trembled beneath the march of an army inevitable.
- Her wrath
- Wouldleave naught but ruin
- All who dared oppose her