Temple: Wulfrid the Veteran, Jor'ilt the Spellblade and Kai the Lieutenant arrive at the frontier of Trufast, but the gateway Temple there has been cruelly desecrated and their old comrades slain and defiled.

The Sunless Ones: Trina the Water Dancer, Charlotte the Knight and Sovan the Creed Guard see Trufast finally, but greeting them is a parade of The Sunless Ones whom they faced in the cataclysmic battle, bearing trophies of the slain Gods and forcing the locals to bow down to them.

Epilogue: the remaining members of the Company see the future that awaits them and look to the healing that must take place...


You rode to war at the call of your God, swore yourself to Their divinity as the drums of war beat from every corner of the Pantheon. Standing beside your divinity, Their purpose so clear and noble, you felt immortal. Beside your fellow Lordsworns, you felt your victory a certainty, battle but a trivial formality.
Now They lay dead before you, Their Godblood flowing into the dirt. Already the world lurches in distress, twisting at the loss of a God, one of many to die this day. Your Captain, too, lies broken, entrusting the survivors of your Company to the you. Of the thousands who rode out, you are all that remains of your Company.Your God is dead. You only have each other now.

LORDSWORN is a GMless TTRPG for 1-4 players of tragic, fragile stories of desperate survival and comradery at the end of the world. it is by Marren MacAdam and is available here https://marrensmusings.itch.io/lordsworn

00:00:00 Introductions
00:02:20 Temple
00:31:55 The Sunless Ones
00:56:10 Epilogue

Find me on itch.io: https://donogh.itch.io or on Mastodon: https://dice.camp/@donogh
Find the Open Hearth gaming community: https://openhearthgaming.com/
#actualplay #TTRPG #OpenHearth


You rode to war at the call of your God, swore yourself to Their divinity as the drums of war beat from every corner of the Pantheon. Standing beside your divinity, Their purpose so clear and noble, you felt immortal. Beside your fellow Lordsworns, you felt your victory a certainty, battle but a trivial formality.
Now They lay dead before you, Their Godblood flowing into the dirt. Already the world lurches in distress, twisting at the loss of a God, one of many to die this day. Your Captain, too, lies broken, entrusting the survivors of your Company to the you. Of the thousands who rode out, you are all that remains of your Company.Your God is dead. You only have each other now.

LORDSWORN is a GMless TTRPG for 1-4 players of tragic, fragile stories of desperate survival and comradery at the end of the world. it is by Marren MacAdam and is available here https://marrensmusings.itch.io/lordsworn

00:00:00 Introductions
00:02:20 Temple
00:50:10 The Sunless Ones
01:04:00 Epilogue

Find me on itch.io: https://donogh.itch.io or on Mastodon: https://dice.camp/@donogh
Find the Open Hearth gaming community: https://openhearthgaming.com/
#actualplay #TTRPG #OpenHearth

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