Barren Dunes Battlemap (lemmy.world)
You’ve been following this winding trail through the windswept dunes for days. Ahead you see it split. You worry about the choice you have to make, with your supplies near gone.
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You’ve been following this winding trail through the windswept dunes for days. Ahead you see it split. You worry about the choice you have to make, with your supplies near gone.
Tall grasses on both sides of the road means many places to hide and ambush. The rustle of the wheat is calming, but you force yourself to keep alert.
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Your boots were waterlogged hours ago, but your party continues trudging through the marsh. Danger lurks just below the surface here, and your feet are the least of your concern.
As the sun fades it casts long shadows. Every movement from the trees reflects in the shadows and you keep thinking something is there. Roll perception.
The salty sea air fills your lungs and a constant cool breeze blows inland from here. The map led here, but where exactly is here?
The carver lives here. Every night, a new jack-o’-lantern appears in front of his home. The old hermit loves visitors and always offers hot apple cider to anyone who ventures to his neck of the woods.
As your party nears the field, fear grips your hearts and cold sweat beads. Is that a man or a monster? It’s the Scarecrow.
This time the release is a phased map! One of the winning themes for the month is underwater, so I decided to go for a shark-themed map. The fun thing about this one is that it is loopable, so you can loop the shark as many times as you want, before launching it into an attack. If you want to loop it, you can go from phase 8 to...
“Your trek today saw you gain over 2,000’ of elevation. The thinning air makes feel a little light headed, but your journey continues.”
Over the water, you stop to take in the river and think about the choice ahead of you. Which way was town?
In this timeless forest, faeries and spirits keep the trees and shrubs in continual renewal. The air smells sweet, inviting travelers.
“She turns wandering children into pumpkins!” While you’re not sure if this is true, your party is careful not to disturb the pumpkins as you approach the crone’s cottage....
Nestled within the rugged embrace of towering, mist-shrouded mountains, this mountain village rises from the craggy cliffs, perched majestically on the edge of a swirling ocean. Stone stairs connect the village’s quaint cottages, their walls adorned with vibrant ivy....
The rush of the crisp water here echoes off the cliffs nearby, carrying on the cool air. Trout jump in the water occasionally, distracting you from…
Mixed plains stretch ahead of you. The path here is so rarely travelled nature has overtaken it. Sometimes the path less travelled means finding your own way....
Nothing grows here. Nothing lives here. You were warned not to enter the Deadlands, but folktales of “adventurers never returning” never bothered you before.
Amidst the skies, a forgotten floating island beckons to intrepid adventurers. Veiled in ancient magic and shrouded in mist, it harbors an elusive artifact said to grant unimaginable power....
Following this ancient stone path into the hills you come upon an old stone gateway. Passing through it, you feel uneasy and you ready your guard.
Wanted to post an animated map I made of one of my previous releases. You can download the free MP4 here (however, I also have Foundry compatible WEBMs available to my Patrons): www.patreon.com/posts/fey-pond-battle-91225388...
They say dryads one inhabited this forest. Your party hasn’t seen one yet, but watch every tree more carefully than one ought need to watch trees.
I’m not a DM and I’ve never played DND so maybe this sucks but I thought I’d pass it on because I like browsing this community....
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The roaring sound of wind sifting through the falling leaves fills the air here. The rocks ahead look inviting, almost begging to be climbed on. The day is full of possibilities.
Mist and deep red light shroud this forest. No birds chirp. No animals stir. And yet, there is something here. The primal part of your brain can sense it.