The Red Gourd In all my journeys through the lush forest of the highlands, I had never seen it before. I’ve walked this path many times. Never steering from the direction my memories lead me. Years of walking among these trees. I’ve seen the large Isle of Spectra, from ‘Leaping Fires’ territory to the Drifting […]

The first printed primer is a collection of short stories and illustrations from the world of Spectra.

Across the lands of Spectra lay great constructs by ancient civilizations. Our expedition to the jungles deep in the Terrant mage’s territory uncovered many structures. All abandoned and covered in a maze of thicket. The land which Terrants occupy covers from the low-swamps to the spiny peaks. We traversed miles of it’s fertile wilds. The people of this land were kind. Speaking a dialect we could not decipher, we resolved to converse in bartering. Our supplies limited, we parted with alloy and some mirra. In turn they brought us to a relic. Hidden by the rocky elevation among the growth. This sculpture was a monument from the past. It’s use unknown.

The makeup of Spectra consists of refugees from cults and citizens of new generations. Spectra accepts anyone into its kingdom. The people are able to pursue any type of life, from farming to magic-smithing.