Beneath the wet cobbled streets of the colourful, cruel, and decadent city of Rastingdrung a doorway has appeared in the back of Ultan’s Print shop, just off Eidolon Square. Swan-handled and cerulean, no ordinary door: This is a doorway to the world of dreams, where terrors and treasures await. What our heroes find on the other side will change the land of Ghinor forever.
A once-grand city lies ruined, choked with sand, between black-ash wastes and bone-white desert. You wander the ruins, drawn to their desolation. At night, the ghosts come, and tell you their stories. Their deaths were terrible, but city’s fall was a long time ago now. Terrible things have happened here, even as the first stone was laid. But right now, it’s quiet. Most days it’s so quiet you can almost hear the desert breathe.
These are my D&D rules. I wanted something that would let me run classic and OSR D&D modules quickly and easily.