Cap’n Grog-Sothoth
Scourge of the Soulless Seas
Cap’n Grog Sothoth is the accursed pirate cap’n of the Flying Tallyman. Hailing from the Soulless Seas of Ghyran, he has set his sights on the treasure of Karak Gorlm in The Glimmering Archipelago of Chamon.
Smitty Cystongue twisted and turned and cried out in his sleep. His dreams were haunted by visions of something horrible lurking at the edges of reality, clawing at his sanity. It bore likeness to his old Captain Grog, but he knew it was something new. It called itself the dread pirate Captain Grog-Sothoth. Returned from the realm of the dark gods of chaos, it called to Smitty. He awoke feverish and sweating, his boils pulsing and irritated, with one last lingering image burned into his mind.
The next night, he had the same horrible dream, that his once great Cap’n had been transformed by the chaos realm into some gnarled horror. He saw the Cap’n at the edge of his vision, twisted and scuttling. He followed the fleeting glimpses deep into the night, stumbling in bare feet.
When he awoke, he was lying in a tidepool caked in mud. He pushed himself up on his hands and knees and choked up foetid seawater. When he was finally able to take in his surroundings, he found that he was in a coastal cave filled with gnawed bones and piles of corroded coins and valuables. As he scanned the mold spattered cave walls, his eyes settled upon a miserable creature huddled into a hole in the wall.
“What have they done to ye’ Cap’n?” Smitty murmured, half to himself. It said nothing in reply, but rose squirming from its hole, tentacles outstretched. It raised a cutlass in one arm, and pistols in its other three. A tentacle squirmed from underneath the its tattered greatcoat and, while Smitty stood transfixed, pressed itself into Smitty’s forehead. Suddenly, he could feel the creature’s will. It was no horror, it was the same noble Cap’n that he knew afore; the same Ca’n Grog that he would’ve followed to the realm’s edge! Smitty’s heart swelled and his soul was lifted. He had found his Cap’n and was ready to adventure once again!
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Race to the Vault
Tzeentchian sorcerers have turned their attention to the Doomstretch, with dire consequences for the aelves of the region and the realm as a whole…
A blot on eastern Ymetrica, the Doomstretch is avoided by sane souls. The sky churns with aftershocks from intense magical combat, and the land is split by constant tectonic agony. Beneath the Doomstretch was buried a loathsome relic, named in crystal tablets as Yngr’yme or the ‘Shackler of Peaks’. While records of the artefact’s precise nature were lost, legend spoke of its ability to enslave the minds of the mountains – a sin beyond measure in Ymetrica.
If Tzeentch’s forces were to claim such a relic, they could inflict wounds upon Ymetrica that might undo the work of the Reinvention. Whatever Lumineth forces could be mustered were drawn together, even if it occasionally required Sigmarite allies to be abandoned mid-campaign. To the aelves, it was a grievous but necessary sacrifice. They could only hope to reach the Doomstretch vault before all was lost.
Zoec Trill
Playing through the Race to the Vault Quest? Click here to return. The haunted sun-towers of Zoex Trill are home to many pricelss Lumineth relics. The Lumineth seek to recover them to prevent them falling into the wrong hands. The Tzeentchian Arcanites, meanwhile,...
ToppleSpire
Playing through the Race to the Vault Quest? Click here to return. Topplespire symbolises the sins of the Lumineth's darkest decades. Here, the upper half of a sundered spire-city lies broken across the sands of the Ymetrican desert. Those who can breach its...