Tales From Trudvang
G reetings¸ brave adventurers. I trust that you are tired and weary¸ for your journey must have been a most arduous one. Come closer now¸ warm yourselves by the hearth and treat yourselves to some mead. I want to hear all about it. The world of Trudvang is a vast one. For thousands and thousands of miles its great landscape stretches on from the elven archipelago of Soj in the south to the blistering cold wasteland of the Great White in the farthest north. It is the home of sagas¸ the deep forests and great adventure. For many a century thousands of brave heroes have come and gone as they together have performed deeds both great and small that have held the darkness at bay and safeguarded the realms of decent folk. They have loved¸ lost¸ sacrificed and lived their lives by the sword from Wildheart to the Silferspiir mountains and beyond. Leading lives of solitude in the vast wilderness¸ it is to them the denizens of Trudvang owe their lives.
This is their story.