The Terror of Undermountain
“The lights grow dim, the walls shake and what starts a low rumble swells into an all-encompassing wail like the endless screams of some infernal abattoir. Crafted to the ear that hears them, the words call into being the unthinkable — our greatest fears made flesh an blood.
Born from a regretted communion of the Mad Mage and a dreaded helmets whose name non dare pronounce. Halaster’s greatest mistake stalks her father’s halls, proudly wearing the scars endured from centuries of banishment and the magical deformities she wrought upon herself to survive.
Torturing and killing those who dare venture beyond Undermountain’s measure paths, she seeks to gain her father’s approval — one which he bitterly withheld — by becoming worthy of the name,
The Terror of Undermountain!”
My entry for the Terror of Undermountain art challenge for DnD last year, sponsored by Adobe Photoshop.
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