Spirit, Explorer and Creatures
The island isn’t empty. It was never meant to be. Beneath the ruins, under all vegetation lies a mighty god Imprisoned and seeking to escape. While on the shore an explorer has just arrived seeking to uncover the truth behind his grandparent disappearance.
Tz’akabaak
Once a god. Now, just a shadow. Tz’akabaak was the Spirit of Earth, a mighty being worshiped by an entire civilization. Offerings were always given to earn his favor; seeds, bones and flowers. His power shaped the island itself, raising mountains, opening caves, and feeding the ground with life or death.
But betrayal broke him. Now trapped beneath the island, imprisoned by the same rituals that once fed him, Tz’akabaak now exists only as a spirit; desperate, weakened but not yet gone. He wants to be freed.
Henry Walker
A cartographer. A grandson. A survivor.
Henry didn’t come to Dreadbone for glory nor riches. He came searching for answers to uncover what happened to his grandfather, one of the first to step foot on the island.. and never return.
He doesn't know that the island itself is alive. That something beneath the soil stirs. Without realizing it, he’s become part of the island, caught between the bones of the past and something that refuses to die.
The Creatures of Dreadbone
Crawby
Once a humble protector of temple grounds, the Crawby now stalks the jungle ruins twisted by centuries without purpose. Their original purpose was to guard the sacred spaces and patrol ceremonial paths, these creatures operate in silence, responding only to intrusions. Once everyone vanished, they still stayed on patrol.
Their thick shells make them resistant to most threats, and their pincers can crush stone. They are territorial, relentless and hungry. They no longer recognize friend from foe. The jungle has become their nest, and anything that wanders too deep is treated as prey.
Escaramoc
Perched above cliffs or temple walls, Escaramoc are ranged guardians. They were created as the first line of defense, watchers that never blink. Their role was simple: repel from above, let nothing approach the sacred grounds unchecked. When the temples fell in silence, they stayed in place still vigilant and waiting.
They feed on rocks and sediment, using it to produce a corrosive, sticky substance they fire with disturbing precision. These projectiles are considered deadly, so tread carefully around the island. If you hear something crunching nearby, you should start running.
The Island Awaits
This is the ecosystem of Dreadbone. A forgotten god. A lone explorer. And the remnants of a once loyal and serving army, now twisted and confused. Step carefully, many dangers are waiting for you.
Wishlist Dreadbone now and prepare to face the challenge!
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