“We’ve made it!” Lucio shouted. The group stood at the base of the single mountain on Treomynd. Its width was small, but its height made up for it. Most of the mountain’s upper half was covered in shade from the cloud gathered around its peak. Continue reading “A New World: Island of the Moon”
Lucio, Aurora, Lothlorien and Renato emerged from the depths of Mt. Igneous early the next morning. The lack of sunlight was beginning to throw everybody off of their internal clocks, and Renato wasn’t sure if he should cry for his nap or his breakfast. Continue reading “A New World: The Hills”
Island of Treomynd 