Only the damned and damnable fools ride out on Hexensnacht, as the turning of the year wakes the very dead, calling them up from unmarked graves and unhallowed resting places. The priests of Morr alone are safe, their lonely vigil a solitary ward against the restless dead. So which are you to set out so close to Hexensnacht: fool, damned soul, or lonesome priest? Rumour spreads throughout the land... [click here for more]
A vile sickness spreads through the rookeries of Ubersreik. When the source is found by an investigating doktor, the Spittlefeld Tenements are quarantined. Armed members of the Watch are posted on all exits, and crossbows are aimed at every window. No one goes in. No one comes out. For the unfortunate souls trapped within, there is little hope of escape unless they can find the source of the infection.... [click here for more]
To ease the long, harsh days of a relentless winter, folk living in remote, mountainous wild areas seek comfort and joy in the celebration of ancient traditions and the worship of their gods. Often gathering with family and friends, Mondstille is still an important occasion, providing necessary respite from the harsh conditions raging outside.
While the days are short and the dark nights seem interminable,... [click here for more]