I heard it had horns as along as your arm and teeth like daggers.

Journeys are joyous. Journeys are atmospheric. Journeys are adventures.

While we wait for death to arrive, we tell stories about when they didn't show up.

You are the last librarian. What can you save before the fire?

A terrible person with very real problems.

A droptable lootcrawl generator. Loot. Hexmaps. Lootmaps.

A worldbuilding tool of grave importance.

You know, ghosts and spooky shit.

We go where the maps are but tales, and tales are as tall as the masts of the ships they come from