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Welcome to Ravaged Wasteland of Crifoth - DnD 5e

01:54, 9th May 2024 (GMT+0)

Ravaged Wasteland of Crifoth - DnD 5e

Crifoth was once home to the great kingdom of Ossland — a kingdom of splendor, great magic, and vast metropolises. Archmages unraveled the secrets of the world atop their lofty towers, and marketplaces bustled with wealthy commerce. But now, centuries since its fall, little remains to hint at Ossland’s glory. Pastures turned to badlands, cities to rubble—the eruption of Mount Kest extinguished the vast majority of life and buried Ossland beneath molten earth. This eruption was not spontaneous — it was the result of something more sinister.

A foolish mistake made by King Alain Lothaire of Ossland brought a fiendish evil into the world. King Alain, desperate to win his war against the dwarves, was manipulated, and invited an Archfiend into the mortal world. This Archfiend, Burpoross, wrought destruction on the land. His vile presence snuffed out all life and corrupted everything it touched. Tidal waves, earthquakes, and the eruption of Mount Kest sealed Ossland’s fate. This was the fall of humanity.

Centuries of torment, carnage, and bleakness passed. Burpoross and his fiendish minions established Strongholds of obsidian as they carved their way across the landscape. For most, the only refuge was to flee to the sands just beyond the Archfiend’s grasp. For others, it was submission to his rule, in hopes that he would spare their lives. But in the end, none in Crifoth can escape the grasp of Burpoross.

In Crifoth, it is courage just to survive.

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Here there will be no heroes, just survivors.

Water and food will be scarce. There is no prey, just bigger and bigger predators, racing to see who gets to eat who today. A lucky hit can kill you, or maybe just break your armor if you are lucky. Demons and their tiefling soldiers patrol the sands, and the deathly Affliction can lurk anywhere.

Safety comes in numbers. So join a tribe, or become a close knit group of survivors. Or maybe you wish to be part of the tiefling legion. Surprisingly, even being a slave is more alluring than traveling the sands alone.