“Ah, there you are” chimes a snide and sneering scribe, “I was hoping you weren’t too distraught from your assignments. As it turns out, something of a thorn in the side of His Highest’s rival has resurfaced. You know of whom I speak, the Devil Strahd of the County Barovia. Tales tell of an enemy, Duke Gundar, that he has returned in revenge.” The scribe lays out an assortment of maps, parchments and sealed documents. “Be a good adventurer, by the master’s decree and look into it. I suspect someone is imitating that bumbling lord who gave The Devil Strahd a hard time.” The mysterious scribe rubs his hands, giggling madly as you are supernaturally compelled to gather the supplies and head out. For some reason, you can’t remember what lead to your arrival at that building, save for that you were returning to Darkon. You were always returning to Darkon. But, what matters now is another land. What matters is Gundarak.
Author’s Note: Behold, more details to the underdeveloped Gundarakites, Gundarak and Duke Gundar. My plan was to have plenty of things involving other domains, as well as a Planescape-inspired Cluster to build off of Reality’s End. Anyway, that will be another post. My stuff on Gundarak took over. Also, once again a huge shout out to the Prisoners of the Mist community! A minor character in this whole mess has its roots from there. But, hopefully this will be my last post on that domain, so I can focus on other things? Also, why was Jacques Renier never really brought up in canon after the Realm of Terror boxed set?
“Their initial strikes have left us vastly crippled. We never saw them coming, legions of men fitted with advanced armor and weaponry; adorned with the symbols of a diabolic looking empire. They eliminated our troops quickly and many of our civilians even quicker. There is little hope for our world.” – A letter found in a burnt down house
The planes hold countless universes and endless possibilities. Among them is a dystopian world where a brutal regime managed to take hold of the world. However, one planet proved to be not enough for them. Their empire was forged on persecution and bloodshed; hatred and genocide. Their global domination campaign cost the lives of billions, causing irreparable damage upon the world as a result. Unsatisfied with controlling the entire world for many years, they eventually turned their cleansing campaign towards the planes beyond. Thanks to their high tech moonbase experiments, they were able to rip open a portal within the fabric of reality itself. Achieving planar transport, waves of these augmented super-soldiers unleashed hell upon anything unlike them.
Countless realities did their best to hold back the waves of soldiers and generals, armed with strange technologies. Some succeeded in pushing their evil back from hence it came. Others were conquered and their resources exploited until only dirt and death remained. Some realms were enslaved and only the worthy preserved… or recruited. With an ever present grip, those who manage to slip through the cracks continue to hide in fear, well aware that their attempts at sabotage or spying aren’t enough. Many of these realities require a hero now more than ever, a rebellion to turn the tides against a dystopian cancer that seeks to infect all walks of life.
AUTHOR’S NOTE: I wanted to revive my Wolfenstein themed post because the first version needed a touch up, plus I promised I’d come back to it. Plus, I love the of Iron Sky… Alien invasion plus an alternate-history nazi menace. So, what if the horrors of Wolfenstein invaded the worlds of D&D? Well, in the name of over-the-top pulp science fiction, I give you the chance to find out! Also, as I had done with the previous post, I’d like to apologize for poorly translated German.