New Breed

AD&D Dark·Sun Ô Game Accessory

Ó 2000 The Tyrian  

Across the Silt sea, beyond the valley of dust and fire lies the ancient continent once known as Fyanralas . This verdant subtropical land survived the ravages of the Cleansing Wars due solely to the presence of one of Athas most ancient and deadly races the Rux.

The Rux are a race as old as the Blue Age halfling's and very little was known about this mysterious race. That was until the Wanderer ventured there...

I thought my life was due to end, and I would be drawn into the gray. It had been over a week since the skimmers food stores had been depleted and out of the twenty five crew which set sail from Balic only twelve were left. Daranga the water priest was the only person keeping the rest of us alive with her undying devotion to her sacred element. The expedition had been traveling east for two score days and the mindbenders were working day and night using their own power and the psionic energy stored in the crystals which stood round the floaters pit to keep the skimmer moving. Then the lookout screamed with joy, almost dropping his King's eye overboard. Land had been spotted on the horizon. The closer the skimmer got to the mainland, I was surprised to see a dense tropical forest growing up the steep hill sides. The silt was also getting more shallow and with every yard and eventually turned to mud and to the crews delight shallow muddy green water with plant life abundantly growing and almost grasping out at the hull of the Winged lady as if to welcome us to this new land.

Due to lack of time this project has been temporarily shelved until I have sufficient time to finally finish my largest planned net project to date, hopefully it should be worth the extended long wait :)

May the Sun be merciful on you this day...