It has been said that it all began with a simple band of heroes. Heroes who chose to side with an orcish warrior, instead of a thief.
A thief who called himself ‘king’.
Once upon a time, South of Morodar in the ancient city of Aquitaine …
The heroes of Aquitaine, after surviving an attack by a kobold warband, reached the kobold Birdcruncher tribe in the hills of the Devil’s Platter.
Stern negotiation led to understanding, but not an alliance. That is until a pack of bugbears with necromantic runes on their foreheads charged the Birdcrunchers, and the heroes!
To the north, in the storm drains under Aquitaine, Aedilred Runecutter leads his band of halflings in search of how the kobolds originally entered the city. But the storm drain is older than Aquitaine itself, and keeps its own secrets close.
Meanwhile, to the south a lone human-sized figure in a black cloak crosses the Nettlemarsh alone. The solitary traveler leaves no tracks, no trace, and drifts among the scrub grass like an ill wind. His destination is the towering ruins of Thistlewood Keep that sit across the lake from the gleaming stones of Aquitaine.