Within my ancient heart dwells,madness and prideThe words of the dragon god’s song left Ashur’s lips in their ancient tongue as she danced across the stage. Her movements were natural and fluid, like the ocean tides just beyond the city walls, so deeply a part of her...
Following the Battle of Drakheim, Drakengrad appeared to enter a period of relative calm as each force sought to recover from the devastating battles.The Hungering Warherd ambled aimlessly amongst the region, shepherded by members of The Cult of The Fell Dragon as...
At last, the tempest broke upon Drakheim, as The Cult of The Fell Dragon amassed its armies to assault the city directly, seeking retribution for the disruption of their nefarious plans for the stolen amberstone. Beleaguered by the chases in prior conflicts, the...
Lucina’s dream stretched out before her. Though Stormcast for centuries now, the Lord-Aquilor hadn’t been Reforged enough times to lose her need to sleep and to dream. While most of her other human needs had left her, the need for rest persisted. Perhaps, that was by...
The thundering charge of swift-footed gryph-charges signaled the start of a number of deadly skirmishes throughout Drakengrad, as members of The Cult of The Fell Dragon hurriedly attempted to cross the region to reach their hallowed Mausoleum of the Gods. Set upon by...
War looms on Drakengrad’s horizon, drawing those who seek fortune, fame, or things entirely separate into the region. Many among them chose to wander the lands and explore the forgotten underworld, but this did not keep any safe.Exiled Sylvaneth led by their enigmatic...
Beyond the seat of Nagash's power lies the oft-forgotten region of Drakengrad. Once a paradise maintained for the worshippers of great and terrible draconic godbeasts, The Age of Chaos saw a scouring of the beasts and their people. What few remained rebuilt themselves...