Fantasy Atlas

Hey all! You may have already heard about this from other creators, but Patreon is making some changes to how memberships work and I wanted to give you all a heads-up about what this means for Fantasy Atlas. Patreon is discontinuing the per-creation billing system, which I've been using since I star

Up here, the air is thin. It's as if every breath takes more effort. That matters little for someone of such short stature as myself, but often I have accompanied the tall folk on travel through the archipelago of plateaus in the sea of sky, and they fare much worse than I do. "Accompany" may be a m

"Do you think this will be enough?" the tearful young lass spoke softly, holding a hairbrush with the utmost care. Father placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Of course it will be Aeren, you did well. Just remember what I told you." His voice took a more cautionary tone. "Once we start, you mu

Every season, it seemed that those of us riders found more and more machines docking at Belltower Landing, and in turn, less riders, our own kind. Such was the state of the world, where a zeppelin could turn the tables on such a renowned profession as beast riders. Skrie never felt comfortable aroun

After a final check on the secureness of the yoke straps binding the horses and oxen to their loads, I gave the Wagon Master a gentle nod. As apprehensive as I was to leave this last bastion of civilization and head into the wilds, we were as prepared as we could be. Our ample supplies, our pair of

Stone, where we were wrought, where our dead are lain. The stone of the mountains and the earth define us, just as we give it definition. Top dwellers think us obsessed, but they know nothing of stonecraft, nor possess the right and proper appreciation of it's possibilities. Our halls are our homes,

The lifeboat saved me from the storm that swallowed my crewmates, but could take me no further. So far from land, the seas were too treacherous to ever risk such an endeavor. On the largest land mass, my only companion was a sun bleached bony corpse, found leaning over a large, iron wrought chest. T

The villages of the massive Great Lake surround the body of water, spanning miles in every direction as the crow flies. Many had their first foundational buildings crafted from repurposed seafaring vessels, and in no time at all the coast was peppered with fishing villages and growing communities. E

Walking through row upon row of exotic, alien flora, the robed Gardener stopped occasionally to prune unwanted sprouts or gently caress a dying flower, watching with a loving gaze as it was rejuvenated before my very eyes. Truly a master of his craft, the Gardener kept the most vivid assortments of

Walking through row upon row of exotic, alien flora, the robed Gardener stopped occasionally to prune unwanted sprouts or gently caress a dying flower, watching with a loving gaze as it was rejuvenated before my very eyes. Truly a master of his craft, the Gardener kept the most vivid assortments of

Hey all! I've done another collaboration with the fantastic JamesRPGArt! who's artwork adds great atmosphere and depth to any encounter. You'll find a sample pack of his scene art to go alongside this map download which includes animated day and night variations to really set the mood for the encoun

Our village had a well, much like many others. It was unremarkable. Lowering the bucket brought up water from a freshwater spring within, serving its most basic purpose. However, it was rumored by the townsfolk to grant wishes for a copper. This was a very basic superstition that I'm sure many other

Ministry of Portals Basement As I delved deeper within, my next turn took me to the staircase leading down. "Well, here goes nothing..." I thought to myself as I trotted down the cold stone stairs. Immediately, my jaw dropped to the floor. The only obstacle standing between myself and the largest pi

Perhaps the most curious element of the discovery of the buried statue was that no excavation had to happen for this relic to surface. An unfortunate caravaneer lost several of their oxen as the sand collapsed inward into the chasm below, bubbling almost as if the mass of sand were water being put t

The concierge met us in the main hall as expected. He greeted us with all the cheer you would expect from a salesman eager to finalize a deal. “Thank you for coming, each of you!” He beamed, his voice strong and friendly. “Your donation to the Ministry was highly generous, and we’d be happy to provi

The mountain was treacherous. In the absence of a true safe path, the plateau had remained relatively untouched. When one made the pilgrimage up the mountainside, scaling the incredibly narrow paths winding through the inclining terrain, such a trip took days. In most cases, only prepared, lightly-b

The trek through the desert was long and arduous. It seemed at every turn a new challenge arose. Sandstorms, blistering heat, even the sand itself felt like fire under our feet, wrapped in leather and cloth to insulate our skin. When our beasts of burden fell prey to the scorpions and spiders of the

A small group rode into town only days ago, strangers the lot of them. Most avoided the temple of Aashkana, but we were surprised to see two of them dismount their horses and immediately enter the main doors, pass the vestibule, and head to the altar. One, adorned in cloth, with a holy book around h

As generations passed, the glaciers carved into the earth slowly but surely, as a knife would cut through bread. One such mass of ice had caught the attention of the powers that be, so much that yearly expeditions to the barren Rivers of Ice were warranted. History spoke of a cataclysmic Titan, who'

However, the herbal shop and teahouse remained a profitable and necessary front for what laid below it's wooden flooring. With such frequent customers and varied clientele, the tea house contained several trap doors leading downwards into the tunnels below. Walls gave way to small alcoves where logi

In the market district, one particular herb shop runs day and night. Widely renown for its tea, hookah, and its pipe tobacco, it had become a required stop for travelers of any time of day. It has been said that Dar'hen's House of Herbal Respite can provide any service needed to any traveller, wheth

I'm excited to announce a collaboration with the fantastic JamesRPGArt! who's artwork adds great atmosphere and depth to any encounter. You'll find a sample pack of his scene art to go alongside this map download which includes animated day and night variations to really set the mood for the encount

"Onward!" The ringleader ordered, quietly but sternly. "Get to the sloop, and stay inconspicuous!" As they pushed into the fish market, the roads gave way from the sticky mud to an easier to traverse cobblestone. With cloaks and cart wheels caked in dirt, they pushed on. Suddenly, the rear cart froz

Dressed in cloaks and under cover of a darkened sky, the thieving agents press their carts containing the figurines covered in hemp and tied fast with rope along the muddied alleys. "Quickly now," the ringleader whispered to his entourage. "We have only moments until they notice what we've taken!" T

The Cathedral, in all its grandeur, stood almost in direct opposition to the slums of the Lower District. The stone and marble architecture towered above all other buildings in the alleyways of which the destitute townsfolk could observe. What was once created as a beacon of hope for the needy now p

Some songs sung in the darkest corners of each tavern ring true. When a sailor begins their sea shanty around these parts of the world, more often than not it speaks not of myth but of a true, dangerous reality. Maritime transit remains arduous, and many a soul have been lost to mishaps at sea. Neve

The Sunken City Entrance Sometimes, in the most curious of ways, wonders can be found by the most unlikely of suspects. Such was the case for a rag-tag band of thieves as they found an apparent sinkhole in the pool near their newly claimed base of operations. What was once thought by the highway bri

As the courier made her way down the road she came upon a familiar landmark, now almost a second home. The worn stone and crumbling foundation had provided her with shelter from bitter cold nights and biting winds for years past, a known safe haven on her route. Long since abandoned, she often wonde

The Subterranean Cache "Underneath the volcanic island near the delta straits lie a hidden lair. With trade routes so close, the cavern provided the perfect base of operations for the stolen Brigantine, Hound's Confidence. It's new undead owners, not a breath of life between them, took up residence

The Mountainside Hermit It's a simple life, this far above the valley below. Tending the chickens, maintaining the fences, and a daily descent to the nearby woods where logs are sawn down into quarters to fit into the wagon, as much as the mule can pull. The ascent back to their abode can take the b

The bridge itself was a reminder of a hastily built structure that, in all unlikelihood, stood the test of time. In a desperate attempt to escape the razed lands behind them, the denizens of Volkhelm escaped across the Horned Channel on this floating bridge of logs, interwtined branches and rope mad

The Expedition, bundled in their warmest furs and wrapped in cloaks to ease the biting cold of the northern winds, arrived at the iceberg mentioned by the forward scout. They eased their dinghy and a small investigative team into the water, reluctant to leave the comparative warmth of the galley bra

After weeks of planning, the camp was finally ready for the siege. The palisades, reinforced by pointed stakes, only provided a small comfort to the soldiers within. Guards manned the towers, yet it was known that the enemy's magically-attuned force could blast through it at a moment's notice. Withi

If ever there was a being who has witnessed the passing of time, it would be the great tree of many names. Some call it "The Wizened One", others "The Tree of Ages", myself and others from our tribe have known it as "The Ancient". Our names are of no consequence to it, however. Such designations are

Resting on water's surface in lotus pose, the monk closed his eyes and listened to the world around him. The rejection of gravity and the refusal to sink beneath required great focus, but he had yet to achieve his goal. The light trickle of the water going over each edge to the pools below tickled h

The Lair Of The Frozen One In the icy Northern Pass Mountains past the Desert of Snow, a cruel wind that cuts to the bone forever blows southward. To push against it only seems to leech one’s warmth faster, punishing those who may trespass against its origin. Even the snow itself has become barbed,

Outside the village limits, the peace and quiet of the Windmill Crossing has been a source of tranquility for the miller for some time. Here, he was able to find a calm respite from his dislike of the hustle and bustle of his neighbors, and could focus on his work. In the spring, the herbalists woul

Hey all, I wanted to try something a bit different with this release, so working with my writer James we've put together this random encounter table (with boss encounter) for you to try out with your games. I'd love to get your feedback on this, do you think it'd be something you'd be interested in

In the main chamber, the secessionist leaders had already begun their meeting. Angry voices, loud and emboldened by their secret location, echoed into the rafters above. Traitors, the lot of them. Her Catfolk ears heard them minutes before she even scaled the ruined walls, entering through a hole in

As he passed the bend in the road, the courier scout was immediately aware that he was going to be walking into a horrific scene. Even from this distance, the crimson hue on the trees, road and grass were visible. A fear gripped him, tugging at his mind to turn back, but his sense of duty ordered hi

In this remote forest far from civilization, a solitary figure toils in it's labor from dawn to dusk. Brick by brick, it lays the foundation as it's tattered robes barely conceal the crystalline growths protruding from it's body, consuming what little flesh remains. Season after season, it continued

The old hermit of the woods never was one for company. He lives simply, quietly, and with independence. His pigsty gave him his winter's meat, the rivers near his house give him his summer fish, the forest his firewood, and he wants for nothing. Despite his aversion to people, he knows well the trea

Y'know, no ship ever spoke to me quite like that one did. Nor have I ever learnt so much from it's voyages as I did any other. We was a tight knit crew, we was. I was fresh from the docks when I got my first chance at joinin' the crew. Patrol missions, mostly. Y'see, at that time the republic was at

The Cliff-Face Wall has been a stalwart point of defense for generations. It's tactical advantage is even apparent to the most untrained of eye, as just to approach the city gates one must scale an ever winding road making it's way up the cliff face, steep and treacherous. Over the course of dozens

The Bridges of Modurak, decrepit and in disrepair, still stand firm across the chasm, at least to some degree. Once a bustling highway of Dwarven architecture, now it only serves the darkest creatures still lingering in the caverns in which its remains lay. The well-equipped adventurer could still m

The Mapleford Depot became a logistics powerhouse for the Empire, due to its placement between several waterways and major crossroads. New laborers were consistently amazed by the constant churn of boxes, sacks, and various other storage for goods. It was frequently said, "Not one crate that stood i

Hey all! Last map of the month for you! Ironjaw Pass, a jagged, winding ravine that's great for ambushes, chases, and breaking your ankle. Crumbling stairways and steep cliffs make vertical movement a real challenge and the narrow paths force your party into risky bottlenecks. Whether your players a

"You know, pacing back and forth won't make the day go by faster."Ulrich stated impatiently to his companion for the day. "You're likely to wear a hole in the floor." "What would you know about it?" Hemmen responded, a hint of malice in his voice. "We've been put on guard duty for some secret hole i

"Hold, Soldier!" the Master of Scribes ordered, mustering as much authority in his timid voice as he could manage." Do not step on the ley lines connecting the runes, or all our effort will be in vain!" His heavily armed companions to this point had taken charge of his safety, and this shift in auth

The Corvid Scout As the raven took wing high above the main road, her keen eyes spotted an irregularity on a plateau high above the path. Clever... she thought to herself. The enemy had concealed themselves behind the dense tree line and shrubs far above, near invisible from any traveler on the main