Low Fantasy

Shifting Sands

Angusi

The Shifting Sands Desert, known for its unpredictable sandstorms covers thousands of square miles. It is home to the Desertborne Humans, who live nomadically, following the desert's weather patterns. The desert also contains hidden oases, caves and ruins of old cities. On the frontiers of the desert, poachers sometimes threaten the balance, and some bandits roam the desert. The tribes mantain most of the time peaceful relations but thrive for power.

Author's Note: WORK IN PROGRESS, feedback on Discord is really apreciated, as the CI's and some things are still being tested. There is some special mecanics in this campaing (which obviously you can deactivate): -Water and Food supplies matter. There is a counter that shows your daily supplies, the food water counter shows how many days you have, including the current. So having 1 suplies means that tomorrow you will starve. Any day that you are at 0, you will be poisoned and loose 20% of your health. The maximum storage is determined by your gear. There is gear to store supplies for 3 days, and gear for 7 days. -There is a maximum of hours you can travel. Upon reaching it you must rest before continuing. I advise to specify the direction and the number of hours you wish to travel. Franz usually keeps track of this two counters well, but as always, sometimes you have to manually correct it. Thanks to Rhetorici for the amazing work done with items and spells, I just cloned nearly all, and I'm currently trying to overcome a bug that doesn't let me import them. https://play.fables.gg/profile/Rhetorici

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The Sunken Vault

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(983, 81)

Description

Beneath a particularly nondescript and rubble-strewn section of The Slums lies The Sunken Vault. This subterranean lair offers natural protection from the desert's heat and the prying eyes of the city watch, making it an ideal, almost impenetrable, stronghold for a leader who values secrecy above all else.

Appearance

Its entrance is a cleverly disguised trapdoor, hidden beneath a pile of refuse or a seemingly unstable lean-to. Inside, a series of narrow, shored-up tunnels descends into a surprisingly spacious, cool chamber, remnants of an older, forgotten structure. The air is damp, and the faint scent of stale water and earth hangs heavy. Its walls are reinforced with salvaged timber and stone, and hidden passages branch off into smaller, private chambers and escape routes.