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Dungeon Crawl Classics: Shadow of the Beakmen (DCC Day #1)
A Level 1 Adventure.
Towering Obelisks stab the sky. Monstrous knights with blazing lances prowl the night. Huts burn, and entire villages are taken as slaves to be fed to sarksome pits. The cries of terror and panic give the horrors a name: the Beakmen have come!Â
But you are no mere peasant or serf, cowering in the dark. You and your companions are reavers, with bloodied blades and spells wrenched from dreams of demons. You stride through chaos while others flee, turning your steps towards the great stone ebelisk, the source of the beakmen and their alien magics.
Whether for the cause of justice or merely to acquire these strange blazing weapons for your own, tonight there shall be an accounting: a blazing brand thrust into The Shadow of the Beakmen.
Towering Obelisks stab the sky. Monstrous knights with blazing lances prowl the night. Huts burn, and entire villages are taken as slaves to be fed to sarksome pits. The cries of terror and panic give the horrors a name: the Beakmen have come!Â
But you are no mere peasant or serf, cowering in the dark. You and your companions are reavers, with bloodied blades and spells wrenched from dreams of demons. You stride through chaos while others flee, turning your steps towards the great stone ebelisk, the source of the beakmen and their alien magics.
Whether for the cause of justice or merely to acquire these strange blazing weapons for your own, tonight there shall be an accounting: a blazing brand thrust into The Shadow of the Beakmen.
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Dungeon Crawl Classics: Shadow of the Beakmen (DCC Day #1)—
$9.95
Dungeon Crawl Classics: Shadow of the Beakmen (DCC Day #1)
A Level 1 Adventure.
Towering Obelisks stab the sky. Monstrous knights with blazing lances prowl the night. Huts burn, and entire villages are taken as slaves to be fed to sarksome pits. The cries of terror and panic give the horrors a name: the Beakmen have come!Â
But you are no mere peasant or serf, cowering in the dark. You and your companions are reavers, with bloodied blades and spells wrenched from dreams of demons. You stride through chaos while others flee, turning your steps towards the great stone ebelisk, the source of the beakmen and their alien magics.
Whether for the cause of justice or merely to acquire these strange blazing weapons for your own, tonight there shall be an accounting: a blazing brand thrust into The Shadow of the Beakmen.
Towering Obelisks stab the sky. Monstrous knights with blazing lances prowl the night. Huts burn, and entire villages are taken as slaves to be fed to sarksome pits. The cries of terror and panic give the horrors a name: the Beakmen have come!Â
But you are no mere peasant or serf, cowering in the dark. You and your companions are reavers, with bloodied blades and spells wrenched from dreams of demons. You stride through chaos while others flee, turning your steps towards the great stone ebelisk, the source of the beakmen and their alien magics.
Whether for the cause of justice or merely to acquire these strange blazing weapons for your own, tonight there shall be an accounting: a blazing brand thrust into The Shadow of the Beakmen.
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A Level 1 Adventure.
Towering Obelisks stab the sky. Monstrous knights with blazing lances prowl the night. Huts burn, and entire villages are taken as slaves to be fed to sarksome pits. The cries of terror and panic give the horrors a name: the Beakmen have come!Â
But you are no mere peasant or serf, cowering in the dark. You and your companions are reavers, with bloodied blades and spells wrenched from dreams of demons. You stride through chaos while others flee, turning your steps towards the great stone ebelisk, the source of the beakmen and their alien magics.
Whether for the cause of justice or merely to acquire these strange blazing weapons for your own, tonight there shall be an accounting: a blazing brand thrust into The Shadow of the Beakmen.
Towering Obelisks stab the sky. Monstrous knights with blazing lances prowl the night. Huts burn, and entire villages are taken as slaves to be fed to sarksome pits. The cries of terror and panic give the horrors a name: the Beakmen have come!Â
But you are no mere peasant or serf, cowering in the dark. You and your companions are reavers, with bloodied blades and spells wrenched from dreams of demons. You stride through chaos while others flee, turning your steps towards the great stone ebelisk, the source of the beakmen and their alien magics.
Whether for the cause of justice or merely to acquire these strange blazing weapons for your own, tonight there shall be an accounting: a blazing brand thrust into The Shadow of the Beakmen.
