Dying Earth - Recenzje
The sun, now in its dotage is a swollen maroon orb. It stutters and blinks. At any moment it may finally go out.
Earth, immensely old .
Dig anywhere and find a buried city or the shore of a vanished sea. Deodand-haunted woods stretch from decadent Kaiin to the Land of the Falling Wall. Erbs and grue hunt in the wilds. Isolated villages embrace surprising customs. Larger towns favor debauchery and miniching murder.
[b]Magic, rich and colour...
| Tytuł | Autor | Data | Ocena |
| Dying Earth RPG Baśnie o końcu świata | AdamWaskiewicz | 27 lipca 2012 | 7.5 |