The Fangs serve as an impassable barrier made up of needling sandstorms and dangerous jagged mesas. Only a fool would try to cross, If the sand doesn't shred you the creatures burrowing below surely will.
The Winds of the Fangs regularly reach speeds of over a hundred miles per hour, carrying fine, razor-sharp grains of sand that flay flesh from bone. The mesas are unforgiving, nearly impassable to all but the most prepared travelers. Even among the extremes of Deitzeil, a land known for its severity, it's completely unforgiving.
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While making this map I imagined an encounter where the players needed to climb up a sandstone mesa to reach the top, First perhaps to reach something like a Roc egg, or maybe for some kind of traditional ritual. But the twist would be as they are racing up a huge nasty sandstorm-hurricane blows in cutting them off from the ground and turning a small challenge suddenly into a dire, life-or-death escape.
This Map is set in the world of Crudilex, at the edge of a region called the Red Waste, a natural border for nearly all living things trying to make their way north to the fey-lands outside of the desert. The only creatures who live here are either burrowers below living in giant termite tunnels, or the Undead who’s bodies are already striped to the bone.
The Fangs serve as an impassable barrier made up of needling sandstorms and dangerous jagged mesas. Only a fool would try to cross, If the sand doesn't shred you the creatures burrowing below surely will.
The Winds of the Fangs regularly reach speeds of over a hundred miles per hour, carrying fine, razor-sharp grains of sand that flay flesh from bone. The mesas are unforgiving, nearly impassable to all but the most prepared travelers. Even among the extremes of Deitzeil, a land known for its severity, it's completely unforgiving.
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While making this map I imagined an encounter where the players needed to climb up a sandstone mesa to reach the top, First perhaps to reach something like a Roc egg, or maybe for some kind of traditional ritual. But the twist would be as they are racing up a huge nasty sandstorm-hurricane blows in cutting them off from the ground and turning a small challenge suddenly into a dire, life-or-death escape.
This Map is set in the world of Crudilex, at the edge of a region called the Red Waste, a natural border for nearly all living things trying to make their way north to the fey-lands outside of the desert. The only creatures who live here are either burrowers below living in giant termite tunnels, or the Undead who’s bodies are already striped to the bone.
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