Ttrpg Stories

Enrodiad is vast-a world of floating continents, ancient kingdoms, and realms where shadows breathe. From the skies of Toteon to the mystic lands of Stellaine, from the forgotten reaches of Novus Terram to domains beyond mortal comprehension, countless lives shape the fate of this world. This collection gathers the lores of its people-heroes unsung, villains whispered about, and wanderers who walk between light and dark. Each chapter reveals the soul of an NPC: their past, their ambitions, and the scars that drive them. Some will aid adventurers, others will oppose them, but all are threads woven into Enrodiad's great tapestry. Step into their stories. Discover the faces that linger behind the legends. **Any and all artwork used just for inspiration. I do not own the rights to the images-credit to the original artist.** **This is for my D&D homebrew Npcs.**

Portals open to anywhere. For the right adventurers, that means fortune, fame, maybe a statue in their honor. For Nym and her crew? It usually means trouble. Their home is Airamar, where mercenaries, mages, and misfits gather between jobs. And when the 'Tavern at the End of the World' lights up with a new portal, someone's always just reckless enough to step through. This time? It's them. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Portal 1 : Veradin A city of sand, steel, and cheers loud enough to shake the sky. In Veradin, champions win more than gold-they win the right to rule. The arena is the heart of it all. Races, battles, showdowns designed to keep the crowds roaring and the city spinning. Nym and her crew came for a good fight and maybe some coin. But Veradin doesn't do "simple." Out here, glory isn't given. It's fought for.

A playthrough of the game LIGHT by James Chip Game Link: https://jameschip.itch.io/light

The players guide to Verloux. Contains everything you could ever want to know about Creating a Character and how to play, to general rules to abide by.

A Playthrough of Sweaters by Hedgehog by Haunted Oak Press Game Link: https://hauntedoak.itch.io/sweaters-by-hedgehog

In the wake of the War of the Ring, the shadows did not vanish; they simply learned to hide. Adwulfstan is no hero of legend. A former "tavern-weasel" from the gutters of Minas Tirith, he has clawed his way into leadership at Iach Celduin, a fledgling settlement on the banks of the Celduin river. But building a home in the wild North costs more than gold-it costs blood. While Adwulfstan leads a motley band of outcasts into the Grey Mountains to hunt a sorcerer and a dragon, the home he left behind is rotting from within. A spy-known only as the "Rat"-is selling their secrets to a rising power in the East. Between the frozen breath of a Cold-Drake and the silent knife of a traitor, the people of the Ford must decide: will they stand together, or fall back into the darkness of the past?

I decided one day that I wanted to DM, so I created a Percy Jackson-inspired campaign and invited two friends to play. what followed was ABSOLUTE MAYHEM. Enjoy! also, the title was created by Chat GPT because I CAN'T FOR THE LIFE OF ME draw people.

This is a story about my two travelers in a Free-form Dungeons and Dragons Solo Adventure game using the D&D 5E Solo Adventure Toolbox and DM Yourself books. The story evolves depending on the dice rolls. You will never what will happen next in acts/chapters of the story.... including me. So let's roll some dice! Welcome to The Bad Grammar Dungeon Stories!

A playthrough of This Town of Ours by Paddy Hutchinson Game Link: https://quorganism.itch.io/this-town-of-ours

GachBuster is a generic RPG system now available on DriveThruRPG for PAY WHAT YOU WANT https://www.drivethrurpg.com/product/257668/GachBuster Read more about the system at GachBuster.com

A halfling, a tiefling, and two dragonborn walk into a tavern... the rest, as they say, is history. Looking for a rip-roaring adventure story starring brilliant and capable characters? Well, too bad. You found this instead.

just a story about a ttrpg game i hosted with my friends, dont expect much and dont expect frequent updates. All events are greatly exaggerated. Also if any of you guys find this can we stop pushing sessions back for no reason. PLEASE I BEG YOU IM ON MY KNEES RN PLEASE ITS BEEN 2 MONTHS.

Four short stories of four people who do not yet meet.

An up-and-coming Corpo gets a bright idea for a new player in the Night City megacorporation sphere. To get there, he'll need the help of some Cyberpunks. A novelization/after-action report of a Cyberpunk 2020 campaign I'm running for some friends.

A Playthrough of The Mysteries of Addy Sea by Jessica L. Washburn Game Link: https://herbaria51studios.itch.io/the-mysteries-of-addy-sea

A playthrough of The Long Haul 1983 by Sean Patrick Cain Game Link: https://spc.itch.io/longhaul1983

«"Wait, Did that really happen?" my heart pounds after Mike's words, and I look at my reflection in the bathroom mirror "It can't be" I shake my head in denial "Mike's just playing his role, nothing else. It's not Mike who's flirting with ME. It's his character, flirting with an NPC. Nothing to overthink here" I convince myself as I slightly wet my hair. » Will's been having trouble sleeping since they came back to Hawkins, he's constantly feeling like Vecna might still be out there and the fear overcomes him specially during night time. To ease Will's mind, Mike offers him a solution: Play DnD during night time to distract him while they're on summer vacation. God knows they don't actually have anything else to do with all of Hawkins in quarantine. Since the rest of the party wouldn't be able to join them, they decide they'll have to play alone, just like they used to when they were kids. Will, as the Dungeon Master and Mike, as the Hero of a series of One Shots Will wrote back in California. These One-Shots will give them a chance to not only reconnect but maybe develop something deeper using their characters as shields, after all, it's not like they can actually express some feelings they have towards each other freely. This is a fanfic placed within the eighteen months of timejump in between S4 and S5 of Stranger Things. PS: this might have some grammar issues since English is not my first language. I apologize. Also, the DnD rules I will be using in this fanfic are the rules of Advanced Dungeons & Dragons 2e which is the one they most likely would've been playing in 86' anyway you don't need to know D&D rules or mechanics to understand anything. This will be mostly narrative and roleplaying focused instead of mechanics and combat focused. Hope you like it.

A Playthrough of the Solo TTRPG The Teapot by Marren J.T. MacAdam Game Link: https://marrensmusings.itch.io/the-teapot

One chased by demons, one chasing demons, one already done with it all, one just beginning to learn what life could be. A mystery, a healer, a freelancer, and a student... walk into a... series of increasingly poor decisions. The talking chipmunk is not helpful. Nor is the insane scientist. At least he's cute? A quartet of confused adventurers and magical entities enter into a world that is certainly not their own. Follow their story as they bond, forging a family through blood, tears, and magical, whimsical mayhem. ~~~~~~ Hey y'all! This is my first time putting a story out here, so go easy on me. If you spot any spelling or grammar issues, feel free to leave a comment. This story was born out of a D&D campaign I ran, so expect fantasy chaos wrapped up in angst and trauma. The POV's will switch around a lot, so expect a clarification at the beginning of each chapter (and yell at me if I forget). ~~~ WARNING ~~~ Content Warning: This story contains violence, battles, gore, swearing, probably some phobias, and the occasional innuendo (not graphic, I'm not writing that). Nothing gratuitous, but enough that you might not want to read it aloud at family dinner. Or ever. Proceed with the same caution you'd use when opening a suspiciously toothy chest in a dungeon. Rated M for violence and gore.

Oh! Your eyes are opening. Ja! I knew you weren't a mere corpse. Don't try to move, you aren't ready yet. But boy! you make an awful figure. Be very welcome friend to a gray world full of candid days and long dark nights. You and I have been abandoned in this Earth and left behind after the rapture. We are now akin to demi-gods; harvesters. Given the ability to serve as jury and executioner of those souls now longing to be forgiven, and the power to grant them asylum within the Pantheon's Gardens after death. These damned souls are waiting for us to pluck them like a farmer plucks a juicy mango, or as is more often the case, a decease eating off the land. But the damned are in the billions and there are so few of us. More of us are needed in order to end this Eldritch Night. The state of the world we created with the power of our godly-tier arrogance... I know right now you are confused, you might even go back to sleep and turn into another corpse. But if... When you are ready - Uh! Emoise guard your soul child. Now I have to go. Maybe we will see each other again in the future. In what terms? That will be for you to decide. So go rest, go rest in peace friend. You see, the night is eternally patient, and it will wait for you to wake up.