High Fantasy

Fables in the Forgotten Realms

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The Forgotten Realms brought to life! Designed for narrative-rich experiences in the Forgotten Realms setting of Faerun's Sword Coast. While the main focus of the world is Waterdeep, locations throughout the Sword Coast and outer planes are available as well! Including Baldur's Gate, Neverwinter, The Moonsea, The Outerplanes, and more! What was once a single city has now expanded to most of Faerun in this High Fantasy adventure of magic, technology, and secrets to uncover!

Author's Note: Welcome to The Forgotten Realms Step into one of the most iconic and richly storied worlds in Tabletop, The Forgotten Realms! Now expanded and reimagined for deeper exploration and immersive play. Waterdeep: The City of Splendors is your main gateway to the other famous Sword Coast locations like Baldur's Gate, Neverwinter, the Moonsea Region, and even the distant reaches of the Outer Planes. While Waterdeep remains the heart of the experience, its surrounding territories are available for those bold enough to venture beyond the city walls. This adaptation builds upon official Forgotten Realms lore, but introduces both minor and major changes to support a more engaging and open-ended campaign. For example, the characters from Baldur’s Gate 3 are playable, but have been recontextualized to exist in Waterdeep rather than Baldur’s Gate. Content is designed for compatibility with Waterdeep: Dragon Heist, Dungeon of the Mad Mage, and a host of original plot hooks waiting to be uncovered across the city’s alleys, taverns, towers, and catacombs. You’re free to explore at your own pace, shape the world as you see fit, or lose yourself in the layered politics, mysteries, and magic of the world. This is not a replacement for a traditional tabletop game—it’s a love letter to it. Dedicated to anyone who struggles to find a group and is itching to play. If you enjoy what’s inside, consider supporting the official Dungeons & Dragons books. They remain an invaluable resource for players and storytellers alike—and they make excellent collectibles. Join the Community For updates, feedback, or to share your stories, visit the Friends and Fables Discord and head to #Fables in the Forgotten Realms Recent Updates Map v2 initiated Major Arcana NPCs (central figures) v1 complete Gods v1 finished (additional pantheons incoming) Current Roadmap Sword Coast Expansion in development Minor Arcana NPCs (supporting cast) in progress Monsters, Items, and Spells being added regularly Factions & Shops receiving unique NPCs and updates Points of Interest (POIs) undergoing refinements

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Limbo

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Description

Limbo is raw existence without shape—a realm of pure chaos where reality churns in endless flux. Stone, fire, wind, and water collide in formless storms, collapsing and reforming with no pattern, no law. Thought bends the world; willpower alone can carve stillness from the storm. Here, githzerai monastics etch sanctuaries from madness by sheer discipline, their minds the only anchor against dissolution. Slaadi, monstrous and unbound, spawn in the tides like frogs in a nightmare, spreading unpredictability and hunger. Magic mutates, logic stutters, and cause yields to whim. Mortals who wander too far from stable islands risk forgetting the shape of their own bodies. Limbo is not malevolent. It simply is. A canvas with no painter. A song with no melody. It offers freedom unfiltered—terrifying, liberating, and absolute. Those who can master its chaos may become gods in their own pocket of stillness. Those who cannot, dissolve.

Appearance

Limbo appears as a roiling tempest of elements and energy. Clouds of molten metal twist with rivers of ice, while jagged islands of stone float, spin, then explode into gas. The sky is every color at once and none at all, stitched with lightning that sings. Nothing is fixed—landscapes shift with a blink. Some parts blaze, others freeze, and others fall upward. In rare places of calm, citadels float in ordered defiance, but the storm always presses close, waiting to reclaim what stands.