Apeiron Apostle Adventures: Howling Gales, Steel Tempest

Hey everyone! We’re about a month away from the release of the Apeiron Dungeon Demo, and so we thought now would be a great time to release…

Hey everyone! We’re about a month away from the release of the Apeiron Dungeon Demo, and so we thought now would be a great time to release a story to celebrate it, and to give you a little more backstory about the kind of adventure you’ll be facing. So, today in our blog post, Foonie Magus is proud to present the first (of three) installments in the latest Apeiron Apostle Adventures!

Before we get to it, a quick reminder that to access the Dungeon Demo, you’ll need a Solar Fragment and a Lunar Fragment, which will combine to form the Lunisolar Battlepass. Get the Solar Fragment by simply signing up for our official Marketplace! And there are numerous ways you can pick up a Lunar Fragment — head over to our Discord server to find out more.

Now then, let’s get to the adventure!

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They were flying through space.

He didn’t know how long they had been flying.

He only knew one thing.

He was hungry.

The Warrior looked around him. He was in a group. Above him was the enormous form of the warrior god Susanoo, who had promised them help in getting to the realm of spirits. Susanoo didn’t seem at all put off by the endless expanse they were flying through. He was chatting glibly with the Hunter, who was looking at him admiringly. They had picked up the Hunter near the end of their journey. The Warrior thought she was a little bit too obsessed with Susanoo, but she was good in a fight, there wasn’t any doubt about that.

Beside the Hunter flew the Summoner. Now there was a weird dood. She spent most of the time trying to sleep, but she was always tired, and her moods swung between grumpy and delirious. Nevertheless, she had a good sense of direction, and had been the one to help him the most on his quest to save the godiverse — since it was her idea to go to the spirit realm in the first place.

On the other side of the Summoner was the Dragoon and his two doodlings. While usually pretty boisterous, the Dragoon had spent most of their trip through the void clutching onto his helmet for dear life, the lack of gravity threatening to slowly take it off. The Warrior wasn’t sure he had ever actually seen the Dragoon’s face. He wondered if the Dragoon was ugly or handsome or had some sort of secret under that steel cap. Maybe he would ask him about it the next time they were drunk. When they arrived at their destination. Whenever that would be.

“Are we there yet?” one of the Dragoon’s doodlings whined, echoing the Warrior’s own thoughts.

“Nope,” replied the Summoner nonchalantly.

Several minutes passed.

“Are we there yet?” asked the Warrior.

“Does it look like we’re there?” retorted the Summoner.

The Warrior looked around. There were some Stars…maybe a Planet or two. He couldn’t see any gateway to the spirit realm, although he had to admit, he wasn’t sure what one of those looked like exactly. Maybe it was an invisible gate? “Uh…maybe?”

“Well we aren’t.”

“Don’t worry, little dood!” boomed Susanoo the warrior god. His gargantuan form flew protectively above them. “We’ll be there soon enough! Haha!”

The Warrior sighed. He wasn’t even sure how long they had been flying. It was hard to keep track of time when the only light came from distant stars. Had it been hours? Days? Months? He bet there was some sort of magick-y thing going on, because he was certain he should have been hungry before now. But he hadn’t been, which was very odd, all things considered, because it didn’t take much to set his stomach to rumbling. He wondered if there was food in the spirit realm? He had never tried spirit food before, but it sounded fulfilling. He licked his lips.

It was then that he noticed something. Out of the endless expanse with its backdrop of stars, there was a patch of inky darkness that looked…different. It was difficult to explain, but it looked almost…oilier than the emptiness around it. And it was getting larger. Blocking out the stars.

Suddenly his eyes widened. He knew that shape. At least, he thought he knew that shape. He peered at it, trying to work it out. It was twisted now. But as it got closer, his suspicions were confirmed.

His Wisdom god. The last thing she had said to him, before his homeworld had been consumed by the Taint, was “save the godiverse.” But he didn’t think she would care about that now. Her corrupted visage, once so kind and thoughtful, split into a horrible grin, full of single-minded malice.

Caught as he was amidst shock and horror, It was only then that he realized she was approaching their party blazingly fast. He screamed a desperate warning: “Watch out!” Too late. The others barely had time to turn and look before the Corrupted Wisdom was among them. And she was not alone.

Their peaceful journey through space descended all at once into chaos.

Monsters swarmed around them. There was no time to think, no time to worry. The Warrior pulled out his sword and defended himself. Despite his portly form and food-obsessed brain, he knew how to fight, and laid about him with a whirlwind of slashes. Evil, purplish-looking doods with evil smiles flew at him, cruel daggers in their hands, cackling as they descended upon him. He swatted them away. A terribly thin creature — like a dood that had been pulled and stretched all out of proportion — tried to curl around and squeeze him to death — but he bobbed and weaved and sliced his way out.

He was just in the middle of another ferocious swing when he felt someone — or something — press against his back. Looking over his shoulder, he saw the Hunter firing off arrow after arrow, puncturing the monsters like so many party balloons. She met his eyes, briefly. “What’s going on?” she screamed. Before he could respond, another of the thin monsters threw itself at him. Several chops and one less monster later, he yelled back: “We’re under attack!”

“I know that you idiot! But where’s Susanoo and the others?” She notched and fired another arrow. He heard a monstrous squeal.

“Don’t know! Just keep fighting!” It was all they could do. There was no end to the monsters. Somewhere nearby, he could hear a thunderous boom and cracking sound, as if the universe itself were being cracked open.

“That must be Susanoo!” said the Hunter excitedly. “He’s winning! He’s coming to save us!”

The Warrior wasn’t so sure. They didn’t have time to think about it in any case, for in front of them appeared another monster — except this one was really quite large. The Warrior’s jaw gaped open. It was like a giant, feral dood, except purple and black and very muscular. Its arms were huge! On top of that, it had a fearsome skull-like mask and massive scorpion tail.

As he marveled at it, the monster pulled back one of those massive arms. The Warrior realized they wouldn’t be able to dodge in time. So he launched himself into the Hunter in a protective bear hug and tried to shield her as best he could.

“What are you doing? Get off of me! Hey! OOF!”

The savage blow knocked the wind out of both of them. It also hit them right out of the swarm of monsters, and off spinning through space.

“AHHHHHHHHHHH!” They both screamed as they tumbled towards a distant Planet.

Away from the chaos.

Away from their god.

Away from their friends.

Into an unknown future.

EPISODE 1: THE TEMPEST WORLD

He woke up sore. And definitely hungry.

“Ow,” he said as he picked himself up from the ground. Then he fell on his ass again. Ground! He was on ground! Which meant — he followed this line of reasoning relentlessly — he wasn’t in space anymore, because space didn’t have ground. He looked up to double check. Above him was a cloudy sky…and maybe…more land? Definitely not space, anyway. They had arrived on some mysterious Planet.

“Ughhhh…” came a groan from nearby, shaking him out of his reverie. He looked over and saw the Hunter picking herself up. He waved. “Yo.”

She peered at him, then scowled. “You!” She took a quick look around herself, before returning her accusatory gaze to him. “Where are we? What did you do?!”

“I don’t know where we are. Some Planet. What I did…you’re talking about how I saved you?”

“I would have survived that hit! Maybe!”

“Right.”

“Susanoo-sama would have come and — wait a minute.” The Hunter went very pale. “Where’s Susanoo-sama?? Where is Lord Susanoo???”

“I guess he’s with the others? He was fighting-”

“WE’VE LOST SUSANOO-SAMA????”

“Um-”

“AHHHHHHHHH!” She threw her hands up in the air and started running in circles as she shrieked.

“Uh- just a minute- um- now look-”

She suddenly stopped and rounded on him. There was fire in her eyes. A lot of fire. The Warrior shrinked backwards. “Uh…you ok?”

“You………..” she whispered dangerously. Then her bow was in her hands. “You were the one to separate us………”

“Now that doesn’t seem very fair-”

“If you hadn’t grabbed me when that monster attacked us, we would still be with him…….”

“If I hadn’t protected you, you might be a dead dood!”

Silence. They both stood very still for a minute. Then the tension broke: the Hunter turned away. She put away her bow.

“Ugh. Whatever. Who were those monsters attacking us anyway?”

“I’m not sure…but the one leading them, she used to be the goddess of my world.”

The Hunter turned back to look at him, disgust etching her features. “That giant monster facing Susanoo-sama? That hideous creature? THAT was your goddess?”

“She was before. Before she got corrupted.”

He felt sad. Life on his Planet had been great, eating and sleeping and eating and sleeping. Fighting off the occasional monster. More eating. It had been peaceful. He missed it terribly.

“…I’m sorry.”

“Yeah.”

“Well we need to get back to space. We need to find Susanoo-sama. That is our top priority, understand?”

“What about saving the godiverse?”

“Second priority.”

“-and finding a bite to eat?” He finished hopefully.

She stared at him hopelessly. Then sighed. “Let’s go look around anyway. If we find something to eat, we should eat, anyhow.” She started marching off. The Warrior hefted his sword and jogged to catch up. They might have been separated from everyone and everything they knew, but at least a bite to eat was on the cards.

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They traversed a rocky and mostly barren landscape. There was a thin layer of grass clinging desperately to the rocks, and some moss near a trickling stream. While they didn’t find many fish to catch, there were plenty of birds flying around, and a few well-placed arrows later and they were having some barbecued fowl for lunch.

The Warrior sizzled the skin around one drumstick and handed it to the Hunter. “Here, first one’s for you.”

“Thanks,” said the Hunter. She took a bite. “Mmmmmmm…that’s tasty! I can never get this flavor from my cooking…”

The Warrior smiled. Few things made him happier than compliments to his cooking. “I carry a spice pouch around with me everywhere. Makes a difference.”

“It’s really yummy,” repeated the Hunter, laying into her drumstick with gusto. A few minutes passed with happy crunching and munching. Then the Warrior heard a sniffing. He looked over. The Hunter was crying. “Um, you ok?”

“Eep!” She quickly wiped away her tears. “I’m fine. Just…miss Susanoo-sama.”

“Oh. Why do you like him so much anyway?”

“Because he’s awesome! And cool and fun and friendly and…great! He’s just great. Greater than we’ll ever be!”

The Warrior thought for a minute. “Can Susanoo cook chicken drumsticks like I can?”

The Hunter looked at him in shock. Then she humphed. “Probably.”

The Warrior smiled to himself. “Want another one?”

“…yes.”

“Just gimme a minute…alright here you are-”

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” There was a long, drawn out yell — coming from almost right above them! They both looked up. The Warrior squinted, then his eyes widened. “Grab the food!” he yelled at the Hunter. They quickly picked up the stuff from their makeshift camp and moved it, and not a moment too soon, for just a minute later — with a tremendous thud — a dood landed right in front of them.

“OOF” he said as he landed. Then there was another THUMP, and a second dood hit the ground. The Warrior and Hunter stared at them as they dusted themselves off and picked each other up. Then the first dood from the sky waved with a smile. “Hey doods! We smelled the food from up there, could we have a bite to eat?”

The Warrior looked at the dood in shock. He mechanically passed over a drumstick.

“Thanks!” said the dood. He took a bite. “Oh man, this is great! So happy we ran into you guys.”

“Uhhhh….” said the Hunter. “You guys just fell out of the sky.”

“Yeah! Well where else did you expect us to come from? Down below?” The dood chuckled.

The Hunter shook her head. “Does it…does it usually rain doods on this Planet?”

The second dood piped up from around her drumstick. “Oh! You aren’t from around here, are you?”

The Warrior and Hunter nodded. “We come from uhh…far away,” said the Warrior.

“Well then,” said the first dood, having polished off his drumstick. “Welcome to the Planet of GALESBREATH!” He paused for dramatic effect. The Hunter and Warrior waited. Everyone kind of looked at each other awkwardly, and then the first dood continued.

“Ahem,” he said. “Our world is ruled by the great god Gale the Great. He’s so strong, he even fought off Chaos once!”

Under her breath, the Hunter muttered: “Susanoo-sama could probably beat him any day of the week…”

The second dood interjected: “Gale is a god of the wind and sky! So our Planet is mostly a lot of empty air, with lands floating all around. Gale put some special magic on these lands, so if you jump off one, you can just fall down onto another.”

“Woah,” said the Warrior. “Sounds fun!”

“It is,” nodded the first dood. “Although you still have to be a little bit careful, ’cause if you miss your target you could end up in the Great Storm at the center of the world. Not exactly a fun time down there.”

“Your goose is cooked, basically,” piped up the second dood. “And not in a good way.”

“Got it,” said the Hunter. “Anyway, we’re actually on a mission right now, and we kind of need a god. Do you think we could talk to this…Gale?”

The first dood looked at her funnily. “What kind of mission?”

“Saving the godiverse,” replied the Warrior.

“Find our god,” said the Hunter.

“Woah,” said the first dood. “Well both of those sound like something serious and make no mistake. As it so happens, we’re heading down to one of Priest Gustipharts sermons now.”

The second dood chimed in: “Gustipharts is one of Gale’s disciples. If anyone could help you reach out to Gale, it’d be him!”

“Well…” said the Hunter, looking at the Warrior. He shrugged. Seemed worth a shot. “Let’s go then!”

“After we finish lunch,” pointed out the Warrior.

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Once they had polished off their barbecued bird, they followed the two doods.

“My name’s Narlie, by the way,” said the first dood.

“And I’m Tee!” said the second.

“I’m…the Warrior,” said the Warrior.

“And I’m the Hunter,” said the Hunter.

“Uhhhh…” said . “Don’t you guys have names?”

The Warrior and Hunter looked at each other. “I guess so…” said the Warrior. “We just haven’t really used ’em before. Sometimes when you hang out with gods, they forget your names pretty easily, so you get used to just being called Warrior or Hunter or whatever.”

“Well, we’re all doods here! So what’s your name?” asked Narlie.

“Bobo,” said the Warrior.

“Rara,” said the Hunter.

“Well nice to meet you guys. And here we are!” said Tee.

They had reached the edge of the land. Below them was nothing but empty air. A gust of wind blew by them, tickling their faces. Rara the Hunter looked down. Far, far below was another land. “Well,” she said. “Nothing to do but jump, I guess. You ready?”

“Ready,” she took a deep breath. “Anything for Susanoo…” Then she noticed she was alone on the edge.

She turned back to look at Bobo the Warrior. He was hiding behind a rock. She came up to him. He looked pale. “Are you alright?” she asked.

“I’m not a big fan of heights,” he replied.

“We flew through space and you were fine!”

“There’s no height in space!” he replied.

“Hmmm…” said Rara.

“Hey doods! What’s the hold up? Gustipharts will be starting soon!” shouted Narlie.

“Just give us a minute!” Rara shouted back. “Come on Bobo…you fought off all those monsters before, no problem. It’s just a little jump, that’s all.”

“It’s a big jump.”

“We need to do this…to find Susanoo-sama. To save the godiverse. To find our friends. No response. She sighed. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

“…hold my hand.”

“…what.”

“I’ll close my eyes, you can hold my hand. And we’ll jump together.”

“Ok fine,” said Rara. “Come along then.”

He took her hand and closed his eyes.

“Ready?” Narlie asked. “1…2…3: JUMP!”

They jumped.

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With a WHUMP and a THUD they landed. But they weren’t hurt!

“See? Wasn’t that fun?” said Tee.

“Yeah, not so bad!” said Rara. She looked over at Bobo. He hadn’t gotten up yet. She went over and poked him. He rolled over. She saw his face. He had fainted midair.

“He’ll be fine,” remarked Narlie. “And we better get a move on, Gustipharts will be starting soon.”

Rara splashed some water on Bobo’s face. “Hey! Warrior! Bobo! Get up!”

“Whatsahanafa?” Bobo said. “Did we make it?”

“We made it. Now come on, we’re going to be late.” Rara pulled him up, and they ran to catch up to Narlie and Tee.

They were coming to a village of doods. At the center of the village square, a stage had been set up, on which several doods in robes were moving about importantly. Bobo, Rara, Narlie and Tee joined the milling crowds. It was a party atmosphere. All the doods were chatting excitedly, the doodlings were running about playing, and there were even some doods moving around the crowd selling snacks and t-shirts. Bobo bought some of the snacks while they were waiting for the priest to arrive.

Then, as the sun was setting magnificently to the west, there was a drumroll from behind the stage, and two of the robed doods walked to the front of it and raised their arms. Silence descended. Next — to the surprise of Bobo and Rara — the robed doods put their arms above their heads and began spinning in circles. Even more surprisingly, everyone in the crowd began to do the same thing.

“Psst!” said Narlie. “Start spinning!”

Bobo and Rara copied everyone else and started spinning. Bobo began to regret eating those snacks a few minutes ago, but luckily the spinning didn’t last long. The robed doods, tottering dizzily, raised their arms again and the crowd lurched to a halt.

“What was that?” whispered Rara blearily.

“It’s our ritual to show respect to our god Gale the Great.”

“Huh,” said Rara. “Quite the ritual.”

Tee nodded. “Takes a bit of getting used to. But you did well, you didn’t even fall over! And-oh! Here he comes!”

There was another drumroll, and the two robed doods waggled their hands dramatically. And then — there he was! Priest Gustipharts was followed by a tremendously tall and strong dood in heavy armor — Bobo guessed a kind of bodyguard. Gustipharts waved grandly to the crowd as he approached the stage’s central podium. Then he began.

“Ah, so good to see so many of you! Gale will undoubtedly be happy to hear that he has so many devoted followers in the village of Wyndiass. You know, when last I was speaking to him — which was just last week — I remarked to him: “Oh great Lord Gale, how do you manage to answer the prayers of so many of your followers? And he said to me, ‘High Priest Gustipharts-”

At some point Bobo stopped listening. Gustipharts certainly liked to talk, that was for sure. He looked around the crowd. Many were standing respectfully and listening — as best they could. Some of the older doods had fallen asleep. A few doodlings were quietly playing. He nudged Rara.

“What?” she hissed at him.

“He’s not really saying anything much,” Bobo said.

“I know, but he’s clearly important here. And he knows Gale! So let’s just listen for now.” She humphed. “And based on what he’s saying, Susanoo-sama sounds way better anyway. As I always suspected.”

Bobo sighed, but kept quiet. He listened for a while longer. Specifically, five minutes longer. And at that point, he’d just about had enough. Gustipharts didn’t seem to be going anywhere with his speech beyond bragging about time spent with Gale. So he raised his hand, and shouted: “Yo!”

Gustipharts stammered to a stop. “-and that was when Gale-eh? What? Oh! A question! What can I do for you, young dood?”

“Can you take us to meet Gale?”

The crowd gasped. Gustipharts smiled knowingly. “Ah, overcome by love for our god, are we? Well, I can certainly understand that. You see son, once, when I was but a wee doodling, I also-”

“No,” interrupted Bobo. More gasps. The crowd was beginning to edge away from him and Rara. “I’m on a mission to save the godiverse. I need to see Gale to see if he’ll help.”

“Well then!” said Gustipharts. “That’s quite the quest indeed, young dood. One worthy of Gale himself! For as I have spoken many times before, Gale faced down Chaos itself and with his howling gales and steel tempests, forced it back!”

“Exactly! So when can we meet him?”

Gustipharts motioned to the armored dood behind him. “If you would be so kind…?”

The big dood nodded and waved to Bobo to follow him. Bobo looked at Rara and shrugged. She shrugged back. They grabbed their things and moved through the crowd to a small sitting area behind the stage. And there they waited, with the big dood their silent companion.

“What’s your name?” asked Rara politely.

The big dood looked at her. His face was a blank slate. He said in a monotone voice: “Large.”

“Your name…is Large?” asked Rara.

He nodded.

“Huh,” said Rara. “Well, at least it’s accurate.”

Bobo walked up to Large. “So why do you follow that Priest anyway?”

Large squinted down at him. Then he scratched his head. “Hmmmmmmm….” he mused. He looked down at Bobo again. “Beefcake?”

Bobo tilted his head quizzically. “Beefcake?”

Large nodded sagely. “Beefcake.”

“Hmmm…” said Bobo. “Interesting.”

Large was a dood of few words, but they didn’t have to wait long — Gustipharts appeared after another 10 minutes, flanked by the two robed doods. He marched directly towards their table. He didn’t look pleased. Upon arriving he slammed down his hands and pointed at Bobo accusingly. “Now see here young dood! Have you no respect??? Do you know how long I’ve been working on that sermon?! See here-”

“Hey,” Bobo interrupted again. Gustipharts once more spluttered to a stop. “Sorry about that…but we really do need help.”

“You certainly do! But you won’t find it here. Not when you have such a terrible habit of interr-”

“Why not?”

“Well-”

“Isn’t Gale a very strong god?”

“Yes, however-”

“He fought Chaos before and won?”

“Yes but- “

“So what’s the problem?”

“LET ME FINISH! Good Lord of Gale give me strength. The problem, you idiot, is that Gale is missing.”

Large gasped. “Missing? But what about…beefcake?”

“Yes, Large, I know, you’re right, I should have told you sooner. But it’s true.”

Large shook his head sadly.

Rara was suspicious. “I thought you were close friends with Gale. One of his disciples?”

“I was! I am! Lord Gale…he told me he had something to do.”

“What? Where?”

“I’m getting to it! Young doods, no patience at all…Gale was traveling to the Lost Dungeon World of Letrina. He was looking for something.”

“Looking for what?”

“That is for Lord Gale to know and us to…not know.”

“Ah,” said Rara. “So the long and the short of it is, you have no idea of how to find Gale.”

“Hah! And that’s where you’re wrong, missy. I do know how to reach Gale,” said Gustipharts smugly. “I just don’t know what he’s doing. Or why.”

“Can you tell us how to get to him?” asked Bobo. Looking at Gustiphart’s dour face, he added, “Please?”

“Well well well,” smirked Gustipharts. “ At last some respect. Perhaps I will help you…but I have a condition.”

Large, seeing Gustipharts’ smirking, crossed his arms in front of his chest and also smirked. He even let out a confident chuckle.

“What do you want?” sighed Bobo resignedly.

“First I must ask: are you willing to brave any danger to reach Lord Gale? To travel far beyond the borders of dood society to reach the Lost Dungeon World of Letrina?”

Bobo looked at Rara. She nodded. He looked back at Gustipharts. “Yes. We’ll do whatever it takes to save the godiverse.” As long as it doesn’t keep us too late to dinner he added in his head.

“Well then! That is good. So: should I deign to help you open the path to Lord Gale…I want you to take me with you. And Large.”

“Eh?” This was a bit of a surprise. Large looked as shocked as they did.

“Long have I wished to see my Lord Gale again. And now at last, I see a chance — and as many doods know, Gustipharts the Priest will always seize his chances!” He grabbed the air dramatically to demonstrate how he grabbed his chances.

Large and the two robed doods clapped. Gustipharts put a hand on his belt boldly. “How does that sound then, young doods? Do we have a deal?”

Rara nodded. “It’s a deal!” She shook hands with the Priest.

He smiled warmly. “Excellent! But of course, it won’t be easy. See, here’s the thing: the Lost Dungeon World of Letrina sits on the other side of a blackhole, near the spirit realm-”

Bobo’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. “Next to the SPIRIT REALM??” Not only was that where the Summoner had told them to go in the first place, but maybe — if that’s where his friends were still going — they would find them there.

Rara had a huge grin on her face: “A chance to find Susanoo-sama!!! YESSS!”

Gustipharts looked taken aback at Bobo’s vehemence and Rara’s passion. “Uhh…yes. Close to the spirit realm, anyway. That’s why Lord Gale went there in the first place, I think.”

“Let’s do it then!” shouted Bobo and Rara.

“LET’S DO IT!” Large yelled alongside them. He was really vibing with the atmosphere.

“Right! Yes!” said Gustipharts. “I like your spirited attitudes! And so does Large, clearly. So as I was saying, the Lost Dungeon World is on the other side of a blackhole. And we can’t exactly go there directly. But…by following the ancient Prophecies of the Named (a book I happen to have in my collection), we can gather together the Solar and Lunar Fragments, and by their powers combined send our spirits to Letrina to meet Lord Gale!”

“Ok! Lunar and Solar Fragments. Where do we find those?”

“Come with me to my home, and we’ll crack open the prophecies and have a look. They can’t be that hard to get…oh this is exciting! I can’t wait to see Lord Gale again…ok, off we go, Large, lead the way!”

And with that, Gustipharts the Priest and Large the Guardian joined forces with Bobo the Warrior and Rara the Hunter, as had been written in the Prophecies of the Named one thousands moons ago, to find the hidden path to Lost Letrina and join Gale the Great on the edge of the spirit realm…

Yet as the newly formed party headed towards Gustiphart’s home, a shadowy figure stepped away from the alley corner where she had been hiding. She smiled greedily. “An adventure, by the sounds of it, and where there’s adventure — there’s treasure! Hehehehe…”

Careful not to be spotted, the mysterious figure stealthily followed in their unknowing footsteps.

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That night, as Bobo slept in a warm bed in Gustiphart’s rather impressive house, he had a dream. He stood naked in front of a huge circular door. In the middle of the door there were what looked like two eyes. There was an ever-so-slightly-open gap at one side of the door. He went towards it. And from within, he heard the faintest sound. He strained to listen. As the dream began to fade away, he wasn’t even sure if he really heard it, or if he was actually hearing the sounds of Large’s snores. But he thought he heard, just for a moment, a distant voice: “Save me, brother.”

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And that’s the end of the first installment! Join us next week as our intrepid party meets Gale the Great and takes their first tentative steps into the depths of the Dungeon World of Letrina!

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