Hello everyone!
Just a quick update for you all: I will be on a business trip next week and won’t have access to my working computer. Because of this, the upcoming map release will be pushed to May 8th. I really appreciate your patience and understanding! Thanks so much for being awesome, and I can’t wait to share the new map with you when I’m back.
Derren
2025-04-25 08:15:08 +0000 UTC View Post
As you step into the grand hall of Karlov Manor, the weight of history seems to press upon you, the echoes of ambition and intrigue filling the air. The walls are adorned with intricate tapestries depicting the rise of House Karlov, and the soft glow of chandeliers casts a warm yet somber light over the room. There, standing at the far end of the hall, is Teysa Karlov—the once-mighty matriarch of the Orzhov Syndicate, now returned to her rightful place. Her sharp eyes, ever calculating, res...
2025-04-25 08:02:40 +0000 UTC View Post
As you step into the grand hall of Karlov Manor, the weight of history seems to press upon you, the echoes of ambition and intrigue filling the air. The walls are adorned with intricate tapestries depicting the rise of House Karlov, and the soft glow of chandeliers casts a warm yet somber light over the room. There, standing at the far end of the hall, is Teysa Karlov—the once-mighty matriarch of the Orzhov Syndicate, now returned to her rightful place. Her sharp eyes, ever calculating, res...
2025-04-25 07:44:53 +0000 UTC View Post
As you step into the grand hall of Karlov Manor, the weight of history seems to press upon you, the echoes of ambition and intrigue filling the air. The walls are adorned with intricate tapestries depicting the rise of House Karlov, and the soft glow of chandeliers casts a warm yet somber light over the room. There, standing at the far end of the hall, is Teysa Karlov—the once-mighty matriarch of the Orzhov Syndicate, now returned to her rightful place. Her sharp eyes, ever calculating, res...
2025-04-25 07:37:53 +0000 UTC View Post
As you step into the grand hall of Karlov Manor, the weight of history seems to press upon you, the echoes of ambition and intrigue filling the air. The walls are adorned with intricate tapestries depicting the rise of House Karlov, and the soft glow of chandeliers casts a warm yet somber light over the room. There, standing at the far end of the hall, is Teysa Karlov—the once-mighty matriarch of the Orzhov Syndicate, now returned to her rightful place. Her sharp eyes, ever calculating, res...
2025-04-25 07:34:08 +0000 UTC View Post
The Moon Market is a pulsating heart of the Undercity, where the air is thick with the scent of exotic spices, smoldering incense, and the faint, acrid tang of alchemical reactions gone wrong. Stalls and crates overflow with all manner of illicit goods—enchanted trinkets, cursed artifacts, illegal potions, and rare poisons. Here, the true value of an object is determined not by its rarity, but by its ability to vanish into the shadows and change hands without drawing attention.
... 2025-04-18 05:11:42 +0000 UTC View Post
The Moon Market is a pulsating heart of the Undercity, where the air is thick with the scent of exotic spices, smoldering incense, and the faint, acrid tang of alchemical reactions gone wrong. Stalls and crates overflow with all manner of illicit goods—enchanted trinkets, cursed artifacts, illegal potions, and rare poisons. Here, the true value of an object is determined not by its rarity, but by its ability to vanish into the shadows and change hands without drawing attention.
... 2025-04-18 04:58:47 +0000 UTC View Post
The Moon Market is a pulsating heart of the Undercity, where the air is thick with the scent of exotic spices, smoldering incense, and the faint, acrid tang of alchemical reactions gone wrong. Stalls and crates overflow with all manner of illicit goods—enchanted trinkets, cursed artifacts, illegal potions, and rare poisons. Here, the true value of an object is determined not by its rarity, but by its ability to vanish into the shadows and change hands without drawing attention.
... 2025-04-18 04:54:52 +0000 UTC View Post
The Moon Market is a pulsating heart of the Undercity, where the air is thick with the scent of exotic spices, smoldering incense, and the faint, acrid tang of alchemical reactions gone wrong. Stalls and crates overflow with all manner of illicit goods—enchanted trinkets, cursed artifacts, illegal potions, and rare poisons. Here, the true value of an object is determined not by its rarity, but by its ability to vanish into the shadows and change hands without drawing attention. 2025-04-18 04:46:31 +0000 UTC View Post
I’d love to hear your thoughts on what you'd like to see next, whether it's a new setting, dungeon, or iconic location. Your input helps shape the future of these battlemaps, so don't hesitate to get creative!
2025-04-13 06:25:16 +0000 UTC View Post
Nestled in the forest’s embrace, a goblin camp sprawls across a rocky clearing. Rough huts, crafted from scraps and debris, are scattered haphazardly. A dying campfire flickers in the center, casting flickering shadows over the dirt-strewn ground. Vibrant flowers bloom unexpectedly amidst the chaos, a strange contrast to the disorder. The dense trees close in around the camp, their silence broken only by the distant rustle of leaves, as though the forest itself is keeping watch over this hi...
2025-04-13 05:53:34 +0000 UTC View Post
"Much has been forgotten by the droning people of Ravnica. The steady hum from the gears of industry has lulled them into a stupor. They plod through their routines as demanded by their guilds. To fill the holes in their souls, they seek spiritual fulfillment in the false gods of Ravnica; the Chorus, the Firemind, the angels, or worse, the Ghost Council or the Demonlord. These “gods” were created by mortals, by words written 10,000 years ago. People revere them because they are here, ...
2025-04-11 01:15:01 +0000 UTC View Post
"Much has been forgotten by the droning people of Ravnica. The steady hum from the gears of industry has lulled them into a stupor. They plod through their routines as demanded by their guilds. To fill the holes in their souls, they seek spiritual fulfillment in the false gods of Ravnica; the Chorus, the Firemind, the angels, or worse, the Ghost Council or the Demonlord. These “gods” were created by mortals, by words written 10,000 years ago. People revere them because they are here, ...
2025-04-11 01:00:11 +0000 UTC View Post
"Much has been forgotten by the droning people of Ravnica. The steady hum from the gears of industry has lulled them into a stupor. They plod through their routines as demanded by their guilds. To fill the holes in their souls, they seek spiritual fulfillment in the false gods of Ravnica; the Chorus, the Firemind, the angels, or worse, the Ghost Council or the Demonlord. These “gods” were created by mortals, by words written 10,000 years ago. People revere them because they are here, ...
2025-04-11 01:00:11 +0000 UTC View Post
"Much has been forgotten by the droning people of Ravnica. The steady hum from the gears of industry has lulled them into a stupor. They plod through their routines as demanded by their guilds. To fill the holes in their souls, they seek spiritual fulfillment in the false gods of Ravnica; the Chorus, the Firemind, the angels, or worse, the Ghost Council or the Demonlord. These “gods” were created by mortals, by words written 10,000 years ago. People revere them because they are here, ...
2025-04-11 01:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post
Bolas used the Immortal Sun to trap many Planewalkers on Ravnica after they had been lured there by the Interplanar Beacon to harvest their sparks. Chandra, Nissa, Saheeli, and Lavinia (plus Lazav) were tasked with shutting off the Immortal Sun. At New Prahv, they managed to do so after defeating Dovin Baan, which resulted in many Planeswalkers fleeing the plane. Jace had taught Chandra Azor's nine words that would shut off the Sun, which he had dug up from the sphinx's mind. Chandra managed ...
2025-04-08 03:43:52 +0000 UTC View Post
Deep within the Darksteel Citadel, the Myr factory churns relentlessly. Gears grind and metal limbs assemble amid the roar of automated forges, while crimson energy pulses through intricate machinery, casting an eerie glow over interlocking constructs. The scent of molten metal blends with the hiss of steam and hum of arcane power, forging an atmosphere of cold, calculated creation.
This is no mere wo...
2025-04-04 01:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post
Deep within the Darksteel Citadel, the Myr factory churns relentlessly. Gears grind and metal limbs assemble amid the roar of automated forges, while crimson energy pulses through intricate machinery, casting an eerie glow over interlocking constructs. The scent of molten metal blends with the hiss of steam and hum of arcane power, forging an atmosphere of cold, calculated creation.
This is no mere wo...
2025-04-04 01:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post
Deep within the Darksteel Citadel, the Myr factory churns relentlessly. Gears grind and metal limbs assemble amid the roar of automated forges while crimson energy pulses through intricate machinery, casting an eerie glow over interlocking constructs. The scent of molten metal blends with the hiss of steam and the hum of arcane power, forging an atmosphere of cold, calculated creation.
This is no mere...
2025-04-04 01:00:05 +0000 UTC View Post
Deep within the Darksteel Citadel, the Myr factory churns relentlessly. Gears grind and metal limbs assemble amid the roar of automated forges, while crimson energy pulses through intricate machinery, casting an eerie glow over interlocking constructs. The scent of molten metal blends with the hiss of steam and hum of arcane power, forging an atmosphere of cold, calculated creation.
This is no mere wo...
2025-04-04 01:00:04 +0000 UTC View Post
Sunforge Garrison is the beating heart of the Boros Legion's formidable power. Bathed in warm light, the walls reflect the Legion's strength and order, adorned with the sun’s emblem and the hand gripping a flaming sword. The grand hall hums with the energy of disciplined warriors, while banners of the Legion hang proudly, a symbol of unwavering unity.
At the center stands
Sunforge Garrison is the beating heart of the Boros Legion's formidable power. Bathed in warm light, the walls reflect the Legion's strength and order, adorned with the sun’s emblem and the hand gripping a flaming sword. The grand hall hums with the energy of disciplined warriors, while banners of the Legion hang proudly, a symbol of unwavering unity.
At the center stands
Sunforge Garrison is the beating heart of the Boros Legion's formidable power. Bathed in warm light, the walls reflect the Legion's strength and order, adorned with the sun’s emblem and the hand gripping a flaming sword. The grand hall hums with the energy of disciplined warriors, while banners of the Legion hang proudly, a symbol of unwavering unity.
At the center stands
Sunforge Garrison is the beating heart of the Boros Legion's formidable power. Bathed in warm light, the walls reflect the Legion's strength and order, adorned with the sun’s emblem and the hand gripping a flaming sword. The grand hall hums with the energy of disciplined warriors, while banners of the Legion hang proudly, a symbol of unwavering unity.
At the center stands
As you step into Serenity Grove, a calming stillness envelops you. The soft murmur of water flows from a graceful fountain at the center of the terrace, its marble statue worn smooth by time. Sunlight filters through the open arches, casting elegant patterns across the pale stone tiles.
Neatly trimmed hedges line the edges of the platforms, dotted with delicate white flowers, while na...
As you step into Serenity Grove, a calming stillness envelops you. The soft murmur of water flows from a graceful fountain at the center of the terrace, its marble statue worn smooth by time. Sunlight filters through the open arches, casting elegant patterns across the pale stone tiles.
Neatly trimmed hedges line the edges of the platforms, dotted with delicate white flowers, while na...
As you step into Serenity Grove, a calming stillness envelops you. The soft murmur of water flows from a graceful fountain at the center of the terrace, its marble statue worn smooth by time. Sunlight filters through the open arches, casting elegant patterns across the pale stone tiles.
Neatly trimmed hedges line the edges of the platforms, dotted with delicate white flowers, while na...
As you step into Serenity Grove, a calming stillness envelops you. The soft murmur of water flows from a graceful fountain at the center of the terrace, its marble statue worn smooth by time. Sunlight filters through the open arches, casting elegant patterns across the pale stone tiles.
Neatly trimmed hedges line the edges of the platforms, dotted with delicate white flowers, while na...
The Simic Growth Chamber serves as both sanctuary and crucible—a place where the Combine’s arcane ingenuity meets the raw pulse of life. Within these veiled walls, the Guardian Project unfolds its ambitious design: a bold initiative to transform humans, elves, and vedalken into hyper-evolved warriors through precisely transferring animal traits.
Here, bubbling vats of bio-magical fluid hum ...
2025-03-13 10:00:25 +0000 UTC View Post
The Simic Growth Chamber serves as both sanctuary and crucible—a place where the Combine’s arcane ingenuity meets the raw pulse of life. Within these veiled walls, the Guardian Project unfolds its ambitious design: a bold initiative to transform humans, elves, and vedalken into hyper-evolved warriors through precisely transferring animal traits.
Here, bubbling vats of bio-magical fluid hum ...
2025-03-13 09:55:43 +0000 UTC View Post