Evaria the Bard

We're working on a new way to engage with our stories, a video game! Elegy for Evaria will tell the tale of a bard thought long lost!

Skull Wisps

Evaria makes her daring escape after being imprisioned for hundreds of mortal years by an evil sound revenant...she'll have to venture across haunted lands and shadowy tombs to get away and lay claim to the key to un-bind her curse!

Tomb Wurm

Our hero will face monsterous tomb wurms, the soul-bound dead, and the enchanted blades! Good thing her composure attack hits on either side of her!

Soul Blade

We hope to release several stages featuring many characters from our collection of chronicles...

Dolmen

Keep an eye out for our first level with Evaria! We'll post it as a flash game to play through this website for free!

Soul Bound Dead

Once we have a full game to release we'd like to use it to generate donations to various charities! You'll be able to play in our world while changing yours!

Toad Tree

Collection: Submissions/Lormere - Guest Chronicle by Ghasty

​ The silhouetted figure watched as the portal slowly closed. She turned and walked a few paces while making sure she wasn't observed. She carried a bow with her fashioned from blackwood with topazolite gemstones socketed within. She also had a quiver strung across her back. This quiver was made from tanned leather and it held arrows tipped with obsidian arrowheads. The feathers at the other end of the arrows were those of crows. She had six wings which seemed to be made of shadows. She unfolded these wings and flew to the top of a nearby building while making no sound.

Collection: Of Greater Shadows - Chronicled by Valhel
Recommended Listening: "Myotis", "Barbastella", and "Agent of Chaos" by Hans Zimmer

"End the world?", Lore began to discover new depths of distrust for her hosts.

"Forgive my urgency, there have been signs...' whispered Ardenn turning away in attempt to be disarming, 'Signs...and other portents that we had not foreseen."

Lore was now standing next to the table upon which the blade rested. The window let in an oddly chill wind that, for a moment, caused the candle fires to shudder. She wondered what cult had she been found by, what fate had they envisioned for her. Lore had heard tales of ancient religions that practiced diabolical acts of sacrifice below the darkest vaults of the Wall, had they reemerged? Had some erratic and foul prophecy told her host of doomfires stored up for the world? It mattered little this instant, she concluded, all that need end now was her stay...

Collection: Submissions/Lormere - Guest Chronicle by Ghasty

​Azarias and Quaxius were traveling down into the dark abyss that was Lormere. He took an unlit torch from his rucksack.
​ "Fotralici ahl trasuja!" Azarias roared. Suddenly, a fire burst into life atop the torch. The torch illuminated the first twenty steps in front of them.

Collection: Ages of Youth/the Halleaux/Canon - Chronicled by Valhel
{Recommended Listening for Reading: "No Time For Caution" by Hans Zimmer or "StarWaves", "Waking Up" by M83 }

​ The moonlight cast a strange hue over the surrounding dunes, its blues and violets rippled through the sands as a northern wind drifted over the desert. The ominous silhouette of Roanoke stood black against the scene, the walls of iron having been too corroded from hundreds of years of exposure in the badlands to play with the moonlight.

Collection: Submissions/Ages of Youth/The Halleaux - Guest Chronicle by Ren

​Chapter 5: The Uncovering
Mech walked over to the table and pressed a button on the side. Immediately a grid lit up on the top of the table making what looked like a topographic map on top of the table.
​“Today we planned to gather information to create 3D maps of Javert’s bases, however our 3D mapping systems are down and it appears that it won’t be up for a while” said Mech