The Wakeling's Pocket Guide to WIZARDscape

Traveling the world of material mysteries

Although Erevan is living in that very materialized world of dwarfs, humans, tieflings and so on, this is not his true home. Erevan was born from bright light, some light that represents pure thinking and pure emotion without any physical, corporal elements. He is convinced that the ultimate goal of his life is to return to that disembodied form of pure spirit and light. But, he is also sure that this will take some time and he is interested in learning how life is functioning in such a strange world where creatures attach more importance to their physical side (e.g. smiths, fighters, unnatural beauties) than to their real essence.

To travel the mists of time and space...

The Feywild has always fascinated humans, though only few managed to see that plane with their own eyes. Even fewer know that it actually overlaps our own plane in every direction, just like the ethereal plane and the plane of shadows. Only the really vast and ancient forests are present on both planes, the Feywild and the prime material plane. These ancient trees exist on both planes simultaneously and if one dies, it dies on both planes, if it is hurt, the scars can be seen on both planes.

From OldKeep to the Wheel:The Cutter's Path

Place - OldKeep - Somewhere in the WitherGap Peaks
Time - Knows better than to tread these halls.
The Old Man: - "Enter"

A gray-cowled dwarf enters the dimly lit room and softly closes the ashwood door behind him.          

The Old Man: "Welcome Brother, How does this step find you?"

Dwarf: "Closer to the next Brother" the ritual answer seems swallowed by the stale air of the study.

The Tragical History of Otto Proudfoot: Act IV

Scene: The Proudfoot home, for the most part furnished as in Act I. A body is lying on the central table, covered in a linen sheet. The workbenches and shelves are in disarray, their items thrown to the floor as someone searched.

Otto sits at his father’s table, examining the tools one by one. Some are discarded, others restored carefully to their place. Constable Henry enters, carrying a metal strongbox.

The Tragical History of Otto Proudfoot: Act III

Scene: The bower of Mistress Romana, owner of the bordello known as Turtle House. The left wall is occupied by an enormous bed, covered in silken fripperies. The back wall has a single door and a crowded vanity. The right wall is decorated with masks and sundries, and holds a high window open to the night sky. Otto is lying down on the bed, reading a book. Mistress Romana enters in an outlandish dancing costume, with high boots and corset.

The Tragical History of Otto Proudfoot: Act II

Scene: An elegant sitting room. A bookshelf covers one wall; the opposite wall holds a marble hearth inlaid with astrological symbols in semi-precious stones. Two comfortable leather chairs face the fire. The rear wall opens onto a hallway, as in the Proudfoot home. An odd skeleton hangs from the ceiling—some kind of animal, but nothing easily recognizable. As the curtain opens we see Ebard (Applejack) in a silk dressing-gown, pacing back and forth with an open book. His lips move, but we hear no sound. Suddenly, the fire in the hearth turns green and a puff of foul vapour rises up. There is a knock at the door.

The Tragical History of Otto Proudfoot: Act I

Scene: A townhouse interior. A cluttered workbench occupies the left-hand wall, holding various locks and pieces thereof; the wall above holds sundry files, chisels and hammers. The rear wall is hung with portraits, and is broken by a large archway. Beyond the arch, a narrow hall runs to the left and stairs lead up to the right. The right-hand wall holds a woman’s workbench, and is broken by a swinging door to the kitchen. A bookshelf above holds several pamphlets and a single thick tome. The centre of the room is occupied by a low oak table carved from a single bole.

As the lights come on, we see Otto as a child standing atop an unlikely and precarious stack, attempting to reach the tome. Pots clatter in the kitchen, and Otto’s father is pounding out a tumbler on his workbench. Otto reaches the tome, but loses his balance. The stack falls apart with a crash as Otto tumbles to the ground and scurries under the table.

 

Burt The Brute - 2

Continued from Burt the Brute - 1

The splinters of the door scattered across the ground. The worg was there smelling the habitat of its victims. Burt didn't move. He lay in the shadow. He waited patiently for the intruder to make the error to enter in the room. The child held his weapon firmly.

Rugans Contemplation

It only hurts when I breath. My mouth is dry and my breath is deathly shallow. My weary gaze slowly blurs until I blink again. My name is Rugan and a lay in a forest near the Caves of Choas. I lay here because a great and cruel sword has been plunged through my chest and into the very ground upon which I lay and I am slowly dieing. My thoughts drift back…

Burt the Brute - 1

Burt is really strong for a human.

He was born in Brongstone in the north of the human Kingdom of Vestland. This land is very cold and dark, different races of wolves and bears are attacking lots of lonely villages. Brongstone is this type of village. The citizens are obliged to stay sheltered from the hard weather and the wild beasts of the north.