Fate Casters: Shadows of Stravia

Borislav's been gone a while. You might've wondered where he wandered off to. Turns out the answer is: somewhere cold, somewhere quiet, and somewhere with unfinished business. This episode opens on him — alone, on the road, carrying his axe Hjarta Rifa ("Tear the Heart") and a whole lot of memory he'd rather not be carrying. Then he sees a face across the snow. Vishni. And...

Back in the Grey Plane, beneath the impossible boughs of the exiled Gulthias tree, the party finally stands before the source of the soul plague. But the horror of what they find is far worse than the tree itself. From its vast, twisted branches hang strange fruit. Not apples. Not offerings. Not anything the world was ever meant to grow. Within each swollen fruit, shapes stir in terrible silence—h...

Back in the waking world of the Shadows of Stravia, the party follows the thread of the soul plague to the place where the nightmare first took root. The old temple site. In this plane, the Gulthias tree is gone—banished from the world after its destruction—but its shadow has not faded. As the party travels to the site, they discover that the ruins are not as abandoned as they once believed. Stran...

After the horrors of Light of Doruusk, the party briefly returns to the waking world—but not everyone wakes easily. Nyx lies unconscious after the impossible glimpse of Odin’s Eye, touched by something ancient, divine, and far beyond mortal understanding. The rest of the party remains collapsed where they stood, trapped between dream and reality. And Zelphira stands alone. Protected from the myste...

After waking in the twisted parallel reality known as Light of Doruusk, the party quickly discovers that something is terribly wrong. People are collapsing without wounds. Entire districts are falling sick overnight. And worst of all, ghostlike serpent entities—half spirit, half nightmare—have begun tearing something far more important than flesh from their victims. Their souls. As panic spreads,...

Nyx has always known his father was not like other fathers. Mostly because most fathers do not arrive as undead ravens offering impossible power in the voice of a god. On the long road back to Slavoka, the party’s fragile peace is shattered when Nyx is visited by the Faceless God himself—his father, his shadow, his inheritance, and possibly the worst possible family reunion Stravia has ever hosted...

Leaving the Black City is, in theory, the easy part. In practice, this party has never met an “easy part” they couldn’t make emotionally complicated. After the chaos of the Crimson Court, the party prepares to depart Drogmalhar with final words from Prince Lariel, a farewell from Valroth, and one small but heavy reminder for Zelphira: Virelia’s ring. Because apparently one emotionally devastating...

You would think the most dangerous moment of the night would be the one where blades were nearly drawn in the Crimson Court. You would be wrong. Because the real damage begins after the spectacle ends. After the votes. After the eyes turn away. After the room stops watching. And the party is left alone with what they’ve done. They return to their chambers not in triumph, but in urgency—seeking pri...

You ever get the feeling someone is acting just sentimental enough that you should immediately start checking for hidden motives, sealed letters, and possible last words? Because this episode begins with Nyx doing something deeply unsettling: being sincere. Not chaotic. Not evasive. Not even especially theatrical. Just… sincere. Behind closed doors, he asks to speak with Requiem alone — and what p...

You ever watch someone attempt the magical equivalent of “this has definitely never worked before, but tonight feels lucky”? Because this episode begins with the party doing the one thing no one in Stravia should ever do lightly: bringing a cursed blade, impossible ritual components, and a dangerous amount of hope to Karina. And not for some tidy little enchantment, either. No—Karina is about to a...

You smell that smell? That smelly smell? That smelly, smelly, smell? Because this episode opens not in a dungeon, not in a council chamber, and not in anything resembling reality— but in a dream. Or a vision. Or a trial. Or whatever category applies when Nyx is led by his own shadow and Doctor Plop into the heart of a fey court ruled by the goddess Nyx herself. There, beneath impossible beauty and...

Nyx receives the kind of message that never leads anywhere healthy: a discreet request from Karina to acquire a sample of Selene Blackheart’s blood. Because in Stravia, apparently, “small favors” now include light espionage, potential treason, and whatever fresh nightmare Karina is brewing in her lab. While Nyx spirals with entirely reasonable concern, Doctor Plop and High Inquisitor Seraph Thrynn...

The party barely has time to recover before the scent of cloves leads them straight back into danger. After the chaos in Drogmalhar’s streets, they pursue Sevran in a desperate attempt to catch him before he vanishes once again — and before whatever dark purpose drives him slips further out of reach. But one threat quickly becomes many. Suspicion turns toward Selene Blackheart, and the party takes...

The party has arrived in Drogmalhar, the Black City… and after strategy meetings in a bubble bath, naturally, there is only one logical next step: drinks. With the Crimson Court looming and political disaster brewing by the hour, the group takes a brief detour into the city’s tavern scene, seeking dwarven ale, a little comfort, and perhaps one single evening without catastrophe. At Ember’s Rest, t...

The party finally reaches Drogmalhar, the Black City — and for the first time in days, they get a moment to breathe. After bloodshed on the road and the political shockwaves of Prince Reginold Fullstone’s arrival, the group settles into the uneasy luxury of the city’s noble quarters. But rest in Stravia is never simple. While the others prepare for the looming Crimson Court summit, Nyx decides to...

We return from dreams of wraith and memory… to iron, blood, and politics. On the road to the Black City, the party meets Reginold Fullstone, crown prince of the dwarven kingdom of Doruusk — a man with a mysterious blade, an ancient tomb in his past, and a patron whose voice still lingers in steel. Reginold arrives bearing a dowry of iron — the very resource Stravia desperately lacks — and with it,...

At the rotting edge of the sea, something ancient stirs. They walk like men. They speak like men. But beneath their skin… They are sharks. Drawn to the Rotter Docks by a single prize — a powerful orb said to grant immense size, strength, and dominion over shark kind — these predators must navigate the strangest waters they’ve ever known: Human society. The rules are unclear. The customs absurd. Th...

In the depths of his treasury, surrounded by gold and ghosts, Captain James Mephisto does the unthinkable. He sleeps. And in sleep… he dreams. Dreams of salt air and cannon fire. Of a life before chains and curses. Of the high seas calling his name. But are these memories? Or another world entirely? ⚓ In this special one-shot, DM’d by Eric (Nyx), we sail beyond the borders of Stravia into a pirat...

The party races against time to save Ysolde from a self-inflicted end—his darkest secrets finally laid bare, his fate hanging by a thread. Redemption is possible… but only if they reach him before it’s too late. As Greydale mourns, Karina is forced to confront the weight of her past and the tragedy that now defines the town. Old wounds reopen, and grief demands its due. Meanwhile, Prince Lariel II...

Greydale survives the goblin assault—but the danger is far from over. In the aftermath of the raid, the party finally begins to understand Ptitty and Tugg, and why Boris has been hunting them so relentlessly. As they give chase, a deadly surprise awaits—revealing that Boris is far more than he first appeared. Later, during a long-overdue rest, Nyx and Zelphira share a strange, unsettling dream, hi...

Greydale is no longer safe. A goblin horde descends on the town, drawn by rumors of stolen treasure—and by Ptitty and Tugg, whose ill-gotten loot has finally come back to haunt them. As chaos erupts and civilians scatter, the party is forced into a brutal stand to defend the town… and decide just how far they’re willing to go to protect what’s theirs. Steel clashes, spells fly, and Greydale’s fate...

Greydale is finally reached. But arrival does not bring relief. As the party steps out of the storm and into the battered town, the echoes of divine intervention still cling to them — unanswered questions, unspoken bargains, and the lingering certainty that something has been set in motion that cannot be undone. In a rare moment of quiet, Nyx and Zelphira share a private mental communion. Past, fu...

Day Three of travel was supposed to be difficult. It becomes punishing. The blizzard worsens, the road vanishes, and survival itself becomes a question as the party pushes toward Greydale through whiteout conditions that seem almost… intentional. Every step forward is paid for in exhaustion, blood, and will. In the midst of this frozen crucible, Ysolde chooses Requiem. Away from the others, he rev...

We begin Day Two of travel the same way all good journeys do: With a blizzard. And unresolved emotional baggage. As snow howls across the road, Zelphira finally has that conversation with her father — the one that’s been postponed by wars, politics, and a mutual talent for avoidance. It’s awkward. It’s overdue. Everyone pretends not to listen while absolutely listening. Meanwhile, Nyx does what Ny...

We pick up at camp, where Zelphira is very busy having important conversations and definitely not sharing a bed with Prince Lariel II. Politics are navigated. Charm is deployed. Boundaries are enforced. Then the past arrives—cold, armed, and undead. A legendary mercenary from a bygone age emerges from the frost, bound by magic and sent to kill Traghoul against his will. A gunslinger who would rath...