At the whims of a truly vile predator, the party rises, falls, runs, and fights... over and over and over again. Will they find a way to take control of this twisted game? Or are they forever trapped in some cold circle of hell?

A waltz of attrition rages on between mythical foes and our band of stalwart explorers. In a ballroom that doesn't tire your body, but wears at your mind and spirit, in what state will they walk away if they survive? Will they just be walking from rehearsal onto the grand stage?

Being caught in this nightmarish arachnid's trap is driving our heroes to resort to drastic measures. However, being pushed past their limits calls for both desperate plans and a bit of extra luck. Will they find that this exhausted fight is a race against the clock, or an endless treadmill?

Our intrepid band of heroes is forced to stare into the face of a potentially humbling encounter. Lured into an ambush, with no desire to succumb to the trap, the temple continues to stand as a battlefield of body and mind. Will this be the fight that finally ends their righteous pursuit?

Although this long road has been obscured by the heavy fog of Barovia, an unlikely ally shows them were it all ends. However, our heroes are still worried about what lurks in the woods between here and there. Will all of them even make it?

A greater force has presented itself to our heroes, adorned in shades of burning passion and cruel pale mystery. Question is met with question, but hidden within are cryptic answers and harsh warnings. Will they finally reveal this place's purpose once and for all?

Led in opposite directions by both sorcerer and string, our adventurers continue this tenuous relationship towards their prize. However, what they discover might be threefold the mystery that believed they were solving. What will they find at the heart of this vermillion vault?

Although our heroes attempt to find respite in these hallowed halls, one of them struggles against a parasite of the mind. Can they take the time to fight it, or simply run from the numerous other threats that loom? Who's to say there will be anything left either way?

Our heroes have witnessed some horrible things, disturbing certainly, and terrifying for sure, and as they sulk through the shadows, even more treacherous beings await their prey. Question is, who's the biggest fish in this amber ocean?

With red hot flames seemingly extinguished, our heroes still have a temple painted in cold amber to explore. Their guide is questionable at best, but seems to have some semblance of sanity left. Will he lead them to answers, or will these prospects come up dry?