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Revision as of 09:59, 22 May 2010
A game of dark adventure, using Dungeons and Dragons 4th Edition.
The Quest
Torog is the God of Torture. A being of infinite spite and potent malice, he is the only deity left who can still place his own hand on the substance of the world. He is also trapped there, a seed of vileness encysted deep under the earth. He is both the prisoner and the architect of the Underdark. He has destroyed entire cities. He has tortured whole populaces to death. There is nothing left in him of mercy or goodness.
Yet, there are those few mad enough to challenge him...
The Pilgrimage
Many of those who seek after Torog are damaged in heart, body, or mind. Nonetheless, they have no hope of survival but what they can gain from each other. Apart, they would be devoured by the nightmares of the Underdark or crushed by their own personal flaws. Together, they form a spearpoint directed at the heart of a God.
The Path
The road will be long, and the way will be twisted. At times it will seem that they travel from place to place without progress, or that they are lost without hope of finding their way once more. But the King's Highway goes everywhere in the Underdark, and Torog's bloody tracks cannot hide from them forever.
Secrets and Lost Things
The Underdark is a place of dank and ruin, a pitch-black infection running through the veins and arteries of the earth. Pits yawn unexpectedly, tunnels turn around on themselves and lead to dead ends or rushing, freezing waters. What life there is down there is desperately predatory, extremely dangerous, and often has its origins in the anarchic realms outside the arch of time and space.
Nobody goes there unless they are driven.
