Ways to play

Pick tonight's campaign.

A growing catalog of ready-to-play worlds, sorted by the evening you've got — and when none of them is the story in your head, the forge builds one that is.

One-shots · done in an evening
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The village of Aldwyn at dawn: thatched cottages and green field walls below a steep hillside, with a dark cave mouth open in the rock above, and three villagers waiting by a notice board

The Beast Above Aldwyn

A shepherd is missing on the mountain above a hill town, and there is one road up.

Start at level 2About an hourClassic high fantasy
A lamplit vaulted salt market at dusk: a weathered fence seated at a table with brass scales and a coin purse, a braided woman leaning across it toward him, and beyond the arch a causeway running out over white flats to a lone tower

Thieves of the Salt Tower

A fence is paying for one night's work, and the tower he wants opened stands three miles out on the salt.

Start at level 3About 90 minutesSword & sorcery
Company campaigns · you and a ready-made party
A lamplit garrison room at night: a soldier cleaning a longsword, an archer standing watch with her bow, a grey-haired woman with her hand flat on an open chained book, and a man counting coins out of a satchel

The Unburied

A garrison held the crossing three nights ago. Something has been coming out for the dead ever since.

Company of fourStart at level 5One deep evening
A toll-keeper counting stacked coin over an open ledger in a river-crossing hut, with the frozen crossing, a laden ferry and a soldiers' camp visible through the open door

The Winter Toll

Thirty-one unpaid soldiers are coming down the far bank to winter at the only river crossing for sixty miles. Mirren Bask puts a season's tolls on the counter and hires you to stop them.

You and a partnerStart at level 4Two evenings
Standing worlds · live in one for weeks
A muddy mountain village street under grey peaks: a clerk writing at a table beside a loaded wagon and team of horses, a cloaked woman standing with her arms folded, and a second woman with a ledger under her arm watching from a doorway opposite

The Shut Vale

A valley sealed for sixty years is open again, and every kind of ambition is walking in with you.

Standing worldWeeks of eveningsStart at level 2
Forge your own · a world that has never existed

Or name a world into being.

Give it a premise — a drowned coast, a frontier kingdom, a mining town with a secret — and the engine raises the whole world around it: the map, the towns, the factions, the grudges, the trouble already brewing. No prep, no worldbuilding homework. You're the first one through the gate.

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