Category: Modiphius 2d20

Conan The King

WHEN I WAS A FIGHTING-MAN, THE KETTLE-DRUMS THEY BEAT, THE PEOPLE SCATTERED GOLD-DUST BEFORE MY HORSE’S FEET; BUT NOW I AM A GREAT KING, THE PEOPLE HOUND MY TRACKWITH POISON IN MY WINE-CUP, AND DAGGERS AT MY BACK.

Just as …

Conan The Scout

NOW AMONG THE SETTLERS BEYOND THUNDER RIVER THERE WAS GROWING UP A BREED OF FOREST-MEN CAPABLE OF MEETING THE BARBARIANS AT THEIR OWN GAME, BUT THEIR NUMBERS WERE STILL SCANTY.

Hungry for expansion, the kingdoms of the dreaming west expand …