Rest in Pixels

A Toast: Those we love don't go away, They walk beside us every day, unseen, unheard, but always near, Still loved, still missed and very dear.

— Eastdale Bard

Greetings, fellow adventurers of The Prelacy! Welcome to our beloved “Rest in Pixels” (RIP) section, a whimsical yet heartfelt corner of our blog dedicated to the brave souls who have ventured, albeit briefly, into the enigmatic and perilous world of The Prelacy of Middenmark.

Today, we raise our goblets, coffee mugs, (or teacups for the more refined among us in honor of those gallant adventurers whose journeys have reached an untimely end, yet whose spirits forever roam the hallowed halls of our memories.

Their exploits, mishaps, and heroic deeds have been woven into the rich tapestry of Middenmark's lore, ensuring that their legacy endures beyond their in-game lifespan.

Death's Trail

Mapping Death

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