From the Bleak peaks of the Lands of Dark to the Sunny glades of the Sunlands.
The known world of Argentdwania is a place of danger, horrors and wonder. At least that is what was told when I first departed upon my adventure into the wider world I had only ever read or heard about. Since then I have traveled far and wide, I’ve dinned with the pirate lords of on the Flotilla off the coast of Xynia, i’ve swapped stories with Locals in Krasarang, met heroes in the realms of Coltheim, walked the halls of the Grand Academy of Fel’thuzar and ridden a dazzaling Airship in Bohorok.
And to call the world a place of wonder will never do it justice.
But before I delve into my many tales of woe and whimsy I shall dedicate this page to friends I have met along the way and whom without I would not have been here today.
To Krull, the Minotaur whom I met in the Distantpeaks, a father and philosopher, we spend many nights discussing topics of mind and soul.
To Lorian, Noble Knight of Coltheim, your bravery in the face of overwhelming numbers and unmoveable smile, will never be forgotten.
To Elerik Huntmourn, A wizard whos magical prowess was matched only by his sense of duty.
I still pratice the spell you taught me.
The Feathers Four, a more colorful trope of entertainers couldn’t exist anywhere in the Sunlands, I hope you come visit me one day in my humble hamlet.
And Many more.
-From The Tales of Frikkles Woe and Wonders, page 1, written by the famous Gnome Adventurer and Exploror Frikkle Hillsborrow Chucklesprig himself.