The Iron Teeth by ClearMadness

These are the Iron Teeth. This is the north proper. The very knife edge of civilization. Here among the stark mountains and endless forests there are undiscovered treasures amongst countless unmarked graves. Here monsters stalk the night and outlaws gather. It is the land of the desperate and the foolish. A land of singular wonders and crushing horror.

Here dwells Myagnoir the Doom of Coroulis, the Great Drake, the City Killer, the Greatest Enemy of Man. His coming sealed the north's decline that the wars of the south begun and shattered all hopes of safety from those wars' depredations. Amongst the icy ruins of the once great Coroulis he rules unchallenged.

Here the Forest People wait and plot their revenge on the kingdoms of men. Those that drove them from their ancestral homes, but whose once unmatched power now wanes. Amongst all this simple people struggle to survive and carve out new lives for themselves far from the greed and wrath of kings.

Now arrives a newcomer, a captive, a slave, a goblin, a spark onto tinder. The North shall burn, and only time will tell what rises from the ashes.