In a land forsaken by light, where the air itself whispers of ancient despair, the heroes embark on their most perilous journey yet. Their quest takes them deep into the heart of the accursed territory, where the very ground trembles beneath the weight of forgotten evils. Guided by the flickering hope of the Heart of Light, they must traverse deadly chasms and haunted forests, confronting horrors that seek to break their resolve at every turn.

But the greatest trial lies not in the twisted wilderness or the legions of undead that rise to oppose them—it lies within the sanctum of an ancient power. As the heroes face the corrupted soul of a former friend, they must choose between redemption and destruction. Yet even victory comes with a price, for others covet the dark artifact that has poisoned the land, and their ambitions threaten to plunge the world into an age of shadow.

The fate of kingdoms hangs by a thread, and the Spear of Orlusz, a weapon of unspeakable power, calls to those who dare to wield it.

Amid the chaos, the heroes stand as the last bastion against the spreading blight. Their quest leads them to confront a friend twisted by the Spear’s power, but even if they succeed, their battle is far from over. Rival factions—driven by greed and desperation—converge on the artifact, each seeking its terrible might to reshape the world in their image.

As the final confrontation draws near, fire consumes the land, and the heroes must decide: Will they rise above the flames, or be consumed by them? In a battle where the light must burn brighter than the darkness, only those who can endure the fire will have a chance to save the world—or perish in its ash.

Into the darkness deep beneath the abyss where no man have gone into the passages lies purification of evil. Mould infested shackles holding the huge beast to the ground. For centuries it have been fed only blood and pain. Magic flows trough his veins as it breaths heavy gasps of misty air.

Across the drippery wet hall lies The Seven. Seven heads behind cold iron only waiting to serve his master. Seven heads waiting to be fed blood.

Fallen into darkness our heroes will enter The Temple of Orcus. Orcus, ruler of Goblins, is known as a demigod of joy and pain. Traveling from realm to realm. Orcus thrive on the pain of others and live to his fully joy with festives almost every day. Worhsipped by the Goblins, Orcus have given the Goblins structure and discipline. Ruled by fear and power he will exploit the dwarven mines to build his Goblin army.

Pingla, The traveler of realms, have asked the heroes to kill Orcus and get the Bloodstone. Pingla knows the power of Orcus and what he can do to this world. He also know what Bloodstone can do in the wrong hands. With the stone, the evil will never leave to rest.

In to the darkness and down in the abyss where no man have travelled in thousands of years. Deep lies the mines of this ancient and legendary place. Covered in glory and hidden in shadows. Once a big city both beneath and above the ground.

One black winter day it all ended. All the miners and all the soldiers was driven mad with fear. Evil from the deep had emerged. An explenation was never given from any miners. Just that they would never return and that evil would spread out into the world and could never be stopped.

When Lord Galvestone was granted the land he made a promise that no evil should ever enter the world from this place. Vast riches, vains of gold and precious stones cant keep that promise for long…..

…. A black spider web his minions to glory or death.

During the time of Thousand Magick and Elf Dwarf war the mines ruled the world. Build deep into the mountains or beneath the ground these sites where Dwarf strongholds. The mines where filled with precious gems and nd gold running like rivers through stone. Their power was endless and Dwarfs had no equal.

Still one day it all ended. War, corruption from inside the mountain, darkness sucked the life of the mines and the Dwarves had no power no more. But still today these wast riches can be found troughout Palladium. Just awaiting to be explored.

But the evil still lurks in the darkness. Ready to consume those foolish enough to explore. The gain can be high but the pain can be so much stronger…..

…. Our proud regulators will now descend into the abyss. Deeper into the uknown…will gold and glory be the outcome or will death and destruction… will they forever be lost in the abyss.

From the depths of Old Kingdom, to the plains of Eastern Territory. Wast lies the Palladium world with high mountains, deep valleys, wast oceans, golden cities and beutiful plains.

With light comes darkness. With wrong comes right. The path we choose will define our way to eternal darkness or eternal light.

After a long journey to Old Kingdom forest our heroes celebrated their return with festivities in Rivertone. But something went wrong. Gorsom was lost with handling the mighty rune weapons. He was drawn to Orluz. This triggered his transformation to his true self. A mighty dragon.

Now the heroes needs to cover their tracks and keep the child hidden and safe. They are on their way back home to Shiraz. What lies in their path is hidden,but the plot is thickening.

Will they balance their great responsibility with their ambition. Something is burning on their land…. Someone is hiding in the shadows….

New rulers will rise, while old ones will fall. As a bright cloudy day will end in blood. Dark blood. Light will always emit shadow. Shadows that can be led into the dark. For everyone there is a way in, but for some there is no way out. Only the darkness.

Contrasts are great from dark forests covered in blood to castles with emerald walls and gold-plated statues. A great new day awaits our heroes. A festival begins!

House Remorga invites our heroes to join their big festival after the hunt. The hunt will be celebrated with food, wine and gifts. This is a house tradition that is celebrated to honor the soldiers that join the hunt. Also to celebrate Riverton and Remorgas domain. The festival will show the might of House Remorga to the world around.

For three days streets will be filled with entertainers and street shops that will sell all from magic potions, hoppy beer and chicken on a stick. At the same time adventures, thieves guilds, merchants, nobles and monsters will flock the city.

New Remorga soldiers will be initiated, allies will be formed, Knights will be knighted and ….dreams will come true. …

Dypt inne i Old Kingdom ligger mørk skog og forlatt land. Dette er stedet hvor død finner veien til deg raskt og mennesker sliter med å overleve. Dette er landet hvor Orker, Troll og Monster herjer.

Våre helter viser ingen nåde i sin jakt på å redde sine egne. Ingen skal bli forlatt i et sted som dette. Siste mann skal hjem. Uansett hva hva som må ofres. Det skal finnes et lys for den som er igjen. Det skal finnes et lys i ondskapen.

Bondo og Grim har inntatt Uinth klanen sitt hjem i håp om å redde hjem sine soldater tilbake til Shiraz. Etter en mindre vellykket jakt på orker så er det på tide å vise at soldatene er endel av deres fellesskap. Alle skal hjem.

Nyra og Beorn er har fått sett sine kompanjonger falle i døden. Nå er de også på vei inn i Old Kingdom for å hente hjem sine egne.

Det bygges en ny front mot villmarken. Menneskene beveger seg stadig lenger inn i nytt land. Det bygges landsbyer lenger og lenger inne i Old Kingdom. Det utvinnes ressurser. Trehogst, gullgraving og metal. Eastern Territory er på frammarsj og det virker som ingen kan stoppe de. Er det en naturlig del av evolusjonen. Eller er det griskhet.

Vil mennesker nok en gang ta hva de mener er sitt eller vil den svarte døden sette en stopper for det gang for alle.

Tilbake i Eastern er de fleste opptatt med sitt og husene krangler seg i mellom. Vil de selv påføre seg mer skade enn lykke. Alle har sin egen agenda, alle har sin egen plan. Vil den svarte døden klare å bryte opp menneskene innad.