Worlds awaiting a hero
Curated starting points for your saga — or forge a realm entirely your own and share it with the community.
Goal-Driven Quests
Curated sagas with a clear objective and stakes that escalate as you play.
The Thornveil Hunt
Antlered riders, riddles that bite, and a queen whose smile is sharper than her sword.
The Wild Hunt rides on Midsummer's Eve. The fae queen has named you her champion — or her quarry.
The Lich's Vault
A buried city, a lich-king who does not sleep, and a heart that beats with stolen years.
A dying mage has charged you with retrieving the Heart of Vargoth from the lich-king Malenthur's tomb-vault, hidden beneath the dead city of Karn.
Scarlet Port
A throne up for grabs, fleets in the bay, beds full of secrets — and only one survives the season.
The Pirate Queen of Scarlet Port has died without an heir. You stagger off the ship into a city where every captain, courtesan, and crown-broker is making their move.
The Merchant Prince
Spice markets, gondola assassins, masked balls, and a senate of merchant-lords who don't yet know your name.
You arrive in the canal-city of Velazaar with twenty gold and a chip on your shoulder. Within a year you intend to own one of the seven Great Houses.
The Demon's Pact
A devil's bargain, nine names to harvest, and a body remade for both seduction and slaughter.
A demon prince has offered you a pact — beauty, power, and dominion — in exchange for collecting nine souls of your choosing. The clock starts when you accept the kiss.
The Frostfall Siege
A starving keep, a giant at the gate, and a captain who must hold or die trying.
A frost-giant warlord has laid siege to your keep. The lord is dead, the bannermen scattered. You are the last captain. Six weeks of winter remain.
The Neon Spire
Megacity skylines, ghosts in the wire, and a corporate hit squad already kicking your door.
Rain hisses on chrome. A daemon has slipped its corporate leash and bound itself to a netrunner's spine. The Spire wants it back before dawn.
The Ashen Reach
Rad-storms, scrap-mech cavalries, and a single jar of viable seeds in a dead world.
A green caravan grinds across a poisoned plain. Raiders close from the east. The last seed-vault is two days west.
The Sleeper Below
A coastal town, a star-blighted cult, and a sleeper whose dream is the world.
Fishermen returned from Yarrowmoor cove with eyes the color of drowned stars. The tide whispers a name no human throat should know.
The Jade Dynasty
Rooftop duels, poisoned tea, jade demons, and a sword that cuts the wind itself.
Beneath the Emperor's Crystal Phoenix Tower, four wuxia sects vie for the Heaven-Touching Sword. Your shifu has just been murdered.
Sengoku of the Yokai
Lantern-lit villages, oni warlords, fox-tongued courts, and steel that remembers your name.
A masterless ronin walks moonlit roads where yokai outnumber daimyo. A child-empress's seal has been stolen by a fox-spirit warlord.
The Heliad Kingdoms
Bronze armor, sea-dark gods, and a labyrinth no thread will lead you out of.
Olympus stirs. A bronze hero rises with a god's blood in her veins, and the Oracle of Phocis has whispered your true name to the wrong ear.
Sands of Aten
Tomb-dust, scarab plagues, jinn-bound viziers, and a god whose sun has begun to lie.
The Pharaoh's tomb has cracked open. A jackal-headed thief walks the dunes with the Eye of Aten in his hand and the sun-god's wrath at his back.
The Hex Frontier
Six-guns, hexed bullets, ghost coyotes, and a railroad that bleeds when you cut it.
The railway pushed too far west. Something old now rides the boxcars at midnight, and the sheriff of Devil's Hollow has put a hex on your name.
Gaslight London
Hansom cabs, séance parlors, opium fogs, and a list of murders that haven't happened yet.
An inspector at Whitechapel finds a corpse that whispers names yet to die. The Lodge of the Veil wants you to listen — the Yard wants you to forget.
Twilight of Asgard
Frostfire mead-halls, doomed gods, wolf-storms, and a saga that ends the world.
The first wolf has howled. The world tree shudders. The gods are choosing their last warriors — and a raven has chosen you.
Free Play Sandboxes
Open-ended realms — wander, scheme, build, or burn it all down.
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The Ember Marches
A cursed barony, restless dead, and a tomb that should have stayed sealed.
A cursed village on the edge of a haunted forest cries out for a champion. Crows gather over a forgotten tomb.
Azure Spires of Veth
Sky-isles, missing dragons, and a council of mages with too many secrets.
Floating isles connected by sky-bridges of light. A young dragon has gone missing from the high spire.
The Rust Kingdom
Brass automatons, smog-choked spires, and a regicide that will shake the gears of fate.
Brass automatons march beneath a sky of perpetual smog. The Clockwork Queen has just been assassinated.
Tides of the Moonsea
A vanishing isle, leviathans below, and a map written in moonlight.
A pirate king's map points to an island that vanishes with the moon. Your ship has just made landfall.
The Blooded Court
A court of immortal predators where every glance is a contract written in blood.
A vampire prince has summoned you to their candlelit court. Mortals do not leave the same as they entered.
The Verdant Bloom
Bio-mages, treaty-bound spirits, and a heart-tree dying at the city's core.
A city of living towers grown from coral and oak. A blight has crept into the heart-tree. You arrive with a sapling that may save it.
The Brimstone Isles
Rum-soaked ports, hurricane spirits, cursed doubloons, and a captain who refuses to stay dead.
A volcanic chain ruled by ghost-flagged captains. Your last gold buys passage to a haunted lagoon where a sunken galleon still rings its bell.
Community Realms
Player-published worlds. Forge your own and add it to the library above.
The community library is still unwritten.