The Divine Judgment - Homebrew (FREE)

Curse of Strahd: The Crimson Masquerade is a dark reimagining of the classic gothic horror campaign, where Barovia is not only ruled by terror, but draped in deception, pageantry, and blood-soaked elegance. Beneath the land’s sorrow and superstition, something more cunning stirs behind velvet curtains and smiling masks. Ancient evils whisper through candlelit halls, noble facades hide monstrous truths, and every invitation may be a trap. Players will journey through a realm of haunted villages, cursed ruins, and crumbling splendor, unraveling mysteries tied to a tyrant whose cruelty is matched only by his patience. In this version of Barovia, horror wears a beautiful face—and survival means seeing through the masquerade before it consumes you. This is a weekly paid campaign. It runs from 11am to 3pm EST at a cost of $25 CDN

Welcome to Iron Kettle—a living campaign world where Strahd’s forces are actively invading our server. 2 Ways to Play: ⚔️ 1. Free Living-World Server (Discord) Flexible drop-in play! Sign up on our quest board for runs like the Haunted Village, Goblin Town, Death House, or a shifting Level 10 dungeon. Roll dice, make friends, and direct the story. 🏰 2. Cinematic Campaigns (StartPlaying) Dedicated Curse of Strahd and Ravenloft campaigns featuring full FMV integration and multi-layered tactical map support. 📩 Comment below or DM for the Discord invite or StartPlaying link! https://startplaying.games/.../cmua4cokv006qid04vg6138zu... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9wNFXfq_i08

A dark archipelago of dangerous waters, unforgiving weather, and ruthless people, ruled by a cold and powerful Empress. The realm fell into despair when a deadly plague known as the "Sanguine Mist" or simply the “Red Mist” as it’s known colloquially, swept over the dark waters, causing a painful and gruelling end as symptoms include; visible, bright red veins, frequent bleeding from nose, mouth, or eyes, fragile skin that bruises and cuts easily, oddly liquid looking pupils and most notably, the constant coughing and hacking up a bloody, crimson mist that eventually causes the infected to suffocate, before reanimating their corpse as a mindless, siren-like zombie. Life here is tough, but the people are tougher, and there’s been an odd sense of routine that has formed since the first signs of the infection. Many make their living hauling or pilfering parts of the dead and dying, and while a vague sense of normalcy has returned, there remain a few who continue to search for a cure.