Empyrean Decree

Nadal takes the party to his home in the under dark, returning to his place as King just long enough for them to reach the infernal realm. However, his mother, the queen consort has an interest in the future matriarch of their kingdom.

We're back from our winter break!

After making it into Vikaros, the V4lkyries witness a public execution that ends with a bang. Will they find a way forward among the fallout? Find out on this weeks episode of Valkyries.

Rey and Caira find themselves trapped between a dreamweaver spiderling who had captured the V4lkyries, and their only escape. Will they be able to save Bru and Val from being imprisoned in their dreams?

Lysandra and Nadal have a conversation and hatch a plan to send both of their mothers in circles while they slip through the Underdark. However, it comes with an interesting proposal.

Some things shouldn't be encroached on, and others should definitely not be touched. Our party separates while attempting to get a bearing on their next plan, while Lysandra becomes suspicious of Nadal while waiting on the ferry.

The V4lkyries split up, Rey and Brunhilde opting to rest while Cai and Valencia infiltrate Vikaros, but as expected not all is at it seems.

Welcome to episode 1 of the V4lkyries, a new story set far across the great ocean in a kingdom stitching itself back together after a family civil war tore it into pieces. The V4lkyries have been summoned to Eradane and given a task from Emperor Kaelus III, the newly appointed king and youngest of the former emperors children.

They have their mission, fresh horses and the direction to go. It can't be that easy, right?

The party is returning to Varek's new keep in the ruins of Loch Astora, but after the discovery of Quinn's birth mother and Kallista releasing a prisoner that had been locked away for aeons, tempers will flare over dinner.

While Quinn is struggling with the realization that their mother was a powerful archmage who had fallen during the war against the Eternal Night Lands, Kallista is transported far beneath the tower where she comes face to face with the temple she had been looking for. Will she be able to take a step closer to serving her new patron, or will she fall and become another sacrifice used to keep whatever is down thee imprisoned?

 Far across the ocean from Celennial lies a land once hailed as the heart of civilization — the Empire of Kharadros.  Settled in the crown of the continent of Astrevia, it gleamed beneath the light of a thousand banners.   They rose upon faith and flame, and the voices of the gods still sang across the skies. But when the heavens went silent… the world broke.

A century ago, it was chaos. Warring kings. Scattered tribes. Endless bloodshed.  The Shattering Wars tore the land apart — kingdoms burned, saints fell, and the blood of angels soaked the soil. When the storm cleared, nothing remained but ruins… and the desperate will to survive.

But from the fire and ruin rose a single man — Auren the First Emperor. A conqueror with the wisdom of a sage, and the heart of a lion.

He united the continent beneath one banner, forging an empire that stretched from the frostbitten coasts of the north to the sunlit jungles of the south.

For over a hundred years, Khardros stood unshakable. Its cities gleamed with marble and gold. Its scholars charted the stars. And its people believed peace would last forever.

But no peace endures untested.

When the old emperor died, he left behind three sons… and an empire balanced on the knife’s edge of ambition.

The first and second princes — both born of concubines — raised their banners against each other. The nobles split. The armies marched. And Kharadros — once united under a single crown — tore itself apart.

Eight long winters of civil war followed. Cities burned. Bloodlines were erased. And the rivers ran red with the price of pride... Until a third son stepped from the shadows.

Kaelus. The Queen’s only child. The trueborn heir.

Through wit, deception, and the silence of assassins’ blades, he outmaneuvered both his brothers.

And three weeks ago, he took the throne.

The war ended not with victory… but with exhaustion.

A ceasefire signed. An empire broken — but breathing.

Yet beneath the crown lies unrest.

The nobles whisper. The peasants starve. The old wounds of war bleed behind every smiling mask.

Now, as Kharadros teeters between rebirth and ruin… the young emperor sends a summons across the sea.

He calls upon a name once spoken in fear and awe — a company of warriors who shaped the very fate of battle.