[Bonus] Kingdom Dad Monster - Ep. 1 - Founding Fathers (Patreon)

CW: Violence, Profanity, Sexual Content

Join us in the dark mysterious fantasy world of Kingdom Death Monster, a boutique settlement roleplaying miniatures game that Matt spent way too much money on. Four naked and terrified survivors awaken from their dreamless sleep, fight their first horrific monster, and start their first settlement in a desperate attempt to bring light to an infinite darkness.

Introduction

Once upon a time, there was a place of carved stone faces. A man with a lantern lay sleeping a dreamless sleep. The man knew nothing.

One day, the man woke up. He rubbed the dried ink caked over his eyes and opened them. Around him, he saw other people stirring, and beyond, a horizon of unbroken darkness.

A woman approached the man with the lantern. Her soft hand reached out to him. They had no words. They were a mystery to each other.

Suddenly, a monster emerged from the darkness, its eyes wild with hunger. It attacked.

The people were no match for the monster. It tore their flesh and crushed their bones between its teeth. Some, it devoured whole.

Overcome with terror and grief, the man with the lantern collapsed to the ground. Cold stone noses pushed into his side. There was no escape.

But the man did not want to die. Desperately grasping at the cold stone faces, he felt a crack, and tore at it with all his might. A piece of stone came free. It was sharp and deadly.

The man with the lantern scrambled to his feet, his weapon clenched in his fist. He took a deep breath and roared into the darkness.

Somewhere in the place of stone faces, nameless men stand together. They have nothing but a need to survive and a lantern to light their struggle.

The White Lion

The laser cut wood character tracker thing we mention (that Matt painstakingly assembled for each of us)

Our Population and Settlement Sheet

We'll be updating these sheets as the series goes on!

A light appears on the horizon. From its origin, rolling masses of storm clouds approach the settlement, soaking everything in perpetual sheets of stale-smelling rain. Sudden flash floods, burning winds, and periods of strobing lightning continuously plague the settlement, leaving the 

Next Time... we hunt... the Gorm!