ADVENTURE MAPS

Triumphant from a year of life-changing adventure, Templar Commander Juram and his heroes returned to his home in Icebook Kingdom with his new love Cheera on his arm. Having saved the city of Sa'nubus from destruction, and tracked down the source of the evil, he was rewarded with grand celebrations in his honor! With Juram's family safe, and his new love beginning to blossom, imagine what new adventures are ahead!

Villainous orc Hasi'rak finally defeated, the chamber began to collapse! Thinking quickly, steampunk heiress Cheera lit her stick of Si'mexid dynamite blasting through the wall into a secret tunnel! Juram's heroes emerged into Warchief Strakh's treasure trove full of valuables, and details of his original nefarious plans to destroy the city! Claiming their prized evidence, Juram embraced his love, and our heroes began their journey home to celebrate!

Bursting into an ominous chamber, Juram's heroes finally beheld their quarry, the vile orc darkanist Hasi'rak channeling a dark energy from a red dragon altar. The orc summoned bone constructs that attacked ferociously! The orc gripped Cheera by the neck and raised her into the air, preparing to dip her into the green sacrificial pool, when Juram threw his sword and struck the orc down! He death-rattled ..."Warchief Strakh's vision... is inevitable." 

Descending into the darkness of the temple, Juram's heroes shuddered at the echoes of ancient curses hanging in the air. As personal nightmares clouded their thoughts, they nearly collapsed to the ground, until a feline leenon rogue burst from the shadows shattering a vial on the stone floor, dispelling the chaos. Helping Juram to his feet, she revealed secrets of the temple's ancient orc curses. What evils lurk ahead?

Crashing waves thundered upon Juram's ship as he spied a temple nearly drowned in the sea! As he and his heroes approached the entrance, a terrifying stone golem unseated from the walls, blocking his path. The construct rumbled an ominous question "What fate is worth demise?" Juram pondered the gravity of the question then replied, "The will of El Shaddai." The golem rumbled then disappeared...

Sailing the treacherous seas, a mighty storm swept Juram's ship into a mysterious lagoon! A suspicious troll castaway with ominous tattoos sprinted out of the jungle begging passage upon their ship. Juram's crew advised rejection, but the still small voice of El Shaddai whispered wisdom into his thoughts, encouraging mercy. The templar extended his hand of welcome as she boarded this ship. Might she yet be a new storm?