David Blanc

Like a hammer on an anvil, the din and clank of sword and shield rang out across the dusty field. Except, it was a hundred anvils. Men cried and men died. Men and other things. Humanoids. Hobgoblins. Surrounded by eight hobgoblins, an armored dwarf peered from beneath odd-looking headgear, a helmet fashioned in the shape […]

The quiet of a Faerun night was suddenly destroyed by the sounds of battle. Horns were sounded, drums were beaten, and cries filled the moonlit sky. When the orcs saw their foes, however, they laughed. Kobolds? Kobolds dare to attack orcs in their own lair? How foolish! Any orc is as good as three kobolds!

The dwarven wizard and the tiefling bard stared deeply into the dark pool. The silver basin glimmered in the candlelight. After muttering some incantations, the dwarf added some items to be gently dropped into the basin: a silk scarf, a cotton handkerchief, and a parchment with a drawing scribbled on it. Eventually, an image manifested

Dorin Darkchain hated Chult! The humidity made his plate mail very uncomfortable and he had to use his halberd weapon to hack his way through the undergrowth for seemingly every step. If it hadn’t been for the dark canopy, the duergar probably would have been blinded. Before leaving the Underdark, Darkchain hadn’t even known what

The grasping vines seemed to be crushing the life out of the lycanthrope’s legs. Finally, the wererat had broken free. Safety! Freedom! Just as it was about to turn and run, it could hear an angry voice in the distance, “Get over here!” Oh, no! Suddenly a thorny vine grasped the wererat’s body and it

From prehistoric times to the World Wars, the spear has been common weapon whenever and wherever humans have fought. In the real world, there have been many variants that could have been called a spear: javelins, pikes, lances, bayonets, etc. In the 5e world, however, what qualifies as a spear falls within certain limitations. Spear

Balin the Hill Dwarf Light Domain Cleric knelt over the body of the fallen wizard. While Peregrine the Half-Elf Paladin hammered with his mace and Hotstuff the Fire Salamander Wrestler attacked with her coils, Balin sprinkled diamonds on his dead friend’s chest. The cleric did not know how long his friend the paladin could hold

After a hard fight and her spells exhausted, the unthinkable happened. The floor caved in and she fell to the dark level below. Barely alive after the falling damage, she looked and saw an alarmed expression on the faces of her companions. Despite the darkness, her yuan-ti pureblood heritage allowed her to make out the

The Calimport sewers echoed with cries of dying lycanthropes. The enraged wererats wanted to rip the drow and the druid to pieces, but their movement had been impeded. In the center of a narrow corridor was a spinning whirlwind of daggers. If they hugged the walls, they could squeeze past this deadly cloud undamaged. But

The staff nervously made way as the great detective and College of Lore bard entered the newly deceased baron’s library. The tiefling had his companions clear the room and prevent outside interference. One look at the tiefling’s infernal horns, and the baron’s body servants and bodyguards knew better than to challenge this great detective who