Author Archives: steveo

When a tavern patron begins a conversation with, “do you want to see something really wild?” one need not think too hard to realize where that conversation might lead and excusing one’s self from the table is typically the best course of action. And yet, that’s exactly what I did not do when I found […]

After my last adventure, I sought a few days’ refuge to collect my thoughts, with the notion of further exploring the underground of our world being the furthest concern weighing on my mind. We’d heard talk of an excellent weaponsmith working out of the town on the other side of the pass and I decided […]

I suppose, in hindsight, I was bound to stumble into an area where I was ill-equipped to tread. I must admit, however, that the possibility seemed always remote, and I was little prepared for it when it happened thanks to my own lack of foresight. I’m surprised to find myself saying as much, but were […]

Well, Nephew. Perhaps after reading my latest adventure, you’ll begin to believe me that the dungeons are more than simply constructs doodled onto the paper of our world by all-seeing gods who play games with dice and men’s lives. I’ve been to a dungeon that was created by the hands of men and, this time, […]

Nephew, I received your last letter and must admit that your defense of Dungeon Land dogma is most distubring to me, as I believed you, among all my relatives, to be the most open minded and willing to consider the possibilities. Common wisdom states that dungeons spring forth from the land wholly formed and ready […]

Nephew, if I’d ever convinced myself that I could take on the professional adventuring life myself, the events of the past two weeks would have convinced me of my error. However, if I had to suffer to get here, then the reward was all the sweeter. Ferguson has taken me to an ancient dungeon, one […]