Fortress of the Cloud Giants
“Khan Nimbus was known for two things: barbarism and cleverness. I shudder to think of a more dangerous combination of traits.” ~ Ida Holly, On the Skies of Okugai
Fortress of the Cloud Giants: The ancient keep built upon solid clouds miles above the surface using ancient runic arts that the giants themselves are slowly forgetting. Ancient magics and arts are sliding away generation by generation, replaced with primal fury.
Your party has been summoned to appear before the Khan of the Sky Giants. Guided by their minions and sherpas up the mountains to their peak, where a bridge lies extending into the foggy clouds. Crossing into the mists, a huge, logic-defying fortress is constructed right upon the clouds themselves. Silver-blue eyes watch as you walk in silence but for the howling winds.
You’ve heard their myths and legends: magical acumen, incredible poise, and riches. But now the Cloud Giant Khan’s son sits upon the throne and looks no different than a hill giant, if not for the setting. “My father has been banished. Khan Nimbus walks the ground amongst you smallfolk now. I—Khan Stratus—am Lord of the Sky Horde. Grovel.”
This map is my second shot at making a full dungeon phased map. It imagines a clan of Cloud Giants cut off from their kin and regressed to a primal state, forgetting everything that gave them their identity and following a might-makes-right leader who removes all ties to their past. It's inspired a lot by the ruined fortress dungeons from Skyrim, occupied mostly by bandits who had no relationship with why it was constructed, treating the once-noble castles as little more than a hideout or cave.
“Khan Nimbus was known for two things: barbarism and cleverness. I shudder to think of a more dangerous combination of traits.” ~ Ida Holly, On the Skies of Okugai
Fortress of the Cloud Giants: The ancient keep built upon solid clouds miles above the surface using ancient runic arts that the giants themselves are slowly forgetting. Ancient magics and arts are sliding away generation by generation, replaced with primal fury.
Your party has been summoned to appear before the Khan of the Sky Giants. Guided by their minions and sherpas up the mountains to their peak, where a bridge lies extending into the foggy clouds. Crossing into the mists, a huge, logic-defying fortress is constructed right upon the clouds themselves. Silver-blue eyes watch as you walk in silence but for the howling winds.
You’ve heard their myths and legends: magical acumen, incredible poise, and riches. But now the Cloud Giant Khan’s son sits upon the throne and looks no different than a hill giant, if not for the setting. “My father has been banished. Khan Nimbus walks the ground amongst you smallfolk now. I—Khan Stratus—am Lord of the Sky Horde. Grovel.”
This map is my second shot at making a full dungeon phased map. It imagines a clan of Cloud Giants cut off from their kin and regressed to a primal state, forgetting everything that gave them their identity and following a might-makes-right leader who removes all ties to their past. It's inspired a lot by the ruined fortress dungeons from Skyrim, occupied mostly by bandits who had no relationship with why it was constructed, treating the once-noble castles as little more than a hideout or cave.
“Khan Nimbus was known for two things: barbarism and cleverness. I shudder to think of a more dangerous combination of traits.” ~ Ida Holly, On the Skies of Okugai
Fortress of the Cloud Giants: The ancient keep built upon solid clouds miles above the surface using ancient runic arts that the giants themselves are slowly forgetting. Ancient magics and arts are sliding away generation by generation, replaced with primal fury.
Your party has been summoned to appear before the Khan of the Sky Giants. Guided by their minions and sherpas up the mountains to their peak, where a bridge lies extending into the foggy clouds. Crossing into the mists, a huge, logic-defying fortress is constructed right upon the clouds themselves. Silver-blue eyes watch as you walk in silence but for the howling winds.
You’ve heard their myths and legends: magical acumen, incredible poise, and riches. But now the Cloud Giant Khan’s son sits upon the throne and looks no different than a hill giant, if not for the setting. “My father has been banished. Khan Nimbus walks the ground amongst you smallfolk now. I—Khan Stratus—am Lord of the Sky Horde. Grovel.”
This map is my second shot at making a full dungeon phased map. It imagines a clan of Cloud Giants cut off from their kin and regressed to a primal state, forgetting everything that gave them their identity and following a might-makes-right leader who removes all ties to their past. It's inspired a lot by the ruined fortress dungeons from Skyrim, occupied mostly by bandits who had no relationship with why it was constructed, treating the once-noble castles as little more than a hideout or cave.