Sigil: City of Doors

It was a dark night and the Darkpaw clan was running from the annual lizardfolk migration. The fourty seven gnolls run quickly through the woods, attempting to reach a cave high up in the Mithril Mountains..
This exotic world is unknown to all except for a select few who have managed to find the portal that leads here but they have all been killed before finding the portal home. Here in The Lands... as all the creatures who live here call it... nothing is rare; gold is an insult to give, adamantine weapons are used by the poor, gems unknown to all others except those who live here.
The Lands is a plane within a plane, just one whose information is limited.. only in the rarest tomes are The Lands mentioned, and even then, so brief that all you can gather is it is a plane of which time has forgotten . It is a huge crescent shaped island with a climate much like that of a tropical island. The beach that goes on for hundreds of miles is infested by seafaring lizardfolk who annualy migrate from one end of the coast to another. A hundred miles inland lay the Mithril Mountains. These are inhabited by many clans of gnolls; The Whitetooth, The Silver-eyed, The Steelclaw, to name a few. Past these mountains is the Black Desert. The desert is made completely of Adamantine sand... hence the name from the color of the sand. Only those who venture past the desert know what lays past, the Darkpaw clan does not....



Rix's clan takes a spot on the northern side of the coast and stays there for six months before migrating to a cave in the mountains which is shared with the Whitetooth clan. The Darkpaw clan takes the cave when the lizardfolk migrate south and the Whitetooth take the cave when the lizardfolk migrate north. This year, the Darkpaw clan has been setback...



Many storms have came this year and days have been lost as it will storm for more than a week at a time.. during which it is hard to tell time. The Darkpaw clan have misjudged the time and the head clans of the lizardfolk have caught on to their scent. The Redscale, Coldskinned, and Blackfoot all chase after the Darkpaw clan deep into the forest between the beach and the Mithril Mountains.


*The setting appears around a campfire.. one gnoll, tall and lean, stands before fourty two others.. This gnoll is Rix.. the clanleader... He is giving a speech in Gnoll to the clan*
"Now.. leave now or lizards find clan! They capture clan!" *Rix is yelling to three old gnolls*
"Peace youngfur... The lizards far still... Clan has time to regroup.. must wait for scouts to come back..." *The three speak in unison at times and they complete each others sentences at other times*
*Rix takes out a gold battleaxe, with strips of Mithril and adamantine in it and throws it in the ground*
"No! Wisefurs wrong! If Darkpaws stay.. overun! Scouts not returned.. they can take care of self... Rix not train bad scouts.. know way to Clan cave they do..." *Rix is fuming, his mouth curled into an aggressive snarl..* "We leave!" *Rix yells*
Just then, fire can be seen all around, and hisses are heard. The few torches light the faces of hundreds of lizardfolk.. hundreds more cannot be seen
"See!" *Rix then yells commands in Gnoll* "EylpGrEe! PhgRrARayee! *the howls of Gnolls can be heard from miles away as the gnolls quickly stand up, gather their weapons and stand in a defensive formation, one that must have been practiced*


The sounds of a bloody battle can be heard from miles away. Any animal who dared to stay will see seventeen cages all handled by lizardfolk taken away, inside each cage lies one Gnoll.. all knocked unconscious... This is how Rix started his new life

Day 1 of being captured

It was raining hard as the lizardfolk clan carried the gnolls along the tree line south, lightning lit up the sky. The lizardfolk have been walking for a long time but you can't tell what time it is as the sky has been overcast for a long time. The gnolls have been fed what rainwater they can lick from the steelbars and whatever leaves manage to fall inside their cages. They are carried in front, in a straight line, seventeen rows back. The thunder can be heard forever as the all of The Lands are covered in the storm. Rix can only communicate with the one infront of him and the one behind him, he is the fifth in the line of cages. The lizards stop to sleep after what they think has been a day in a clearing. They put up leaves above the clearing stretching from tree top to tree top, allowing some rain in but not as much as is coming down. Rix goes to sleep for the night, deciding he may not get much

Day 2 of being captured

The rain has finally stopped and the sun is out. The bright sun is blinding if you look straight at it and it warms the cage's metal making it almost too hot to touch where your body hasn't already cooled it. The bright blue sky makes being captured a little easier, but the pain of losing a clan and fearing slavery is still overwhelming, and Rix can hear some of the clanmates whimpering. As the lizardfolk continue to walk, the beach stretches on forever and all you can see are rolling waves and trees invading the sandy beach, a small overlap where bushes grow and grass is green. Rix sits in wait planning his escape. Last rest as they all slept, Rix starting sawing off the bars to his cage with his claws, leaving the cut only visible from the inside so the lizardfolk don't see. He has finished one bar last night and it took him all night to do it.. he suspects he only needs to saw off five or six bars and then wait for the right moment. Hopefully the lizardfolk stop and raid a village or something which will give Rix the perfect oppurtunity to bash out of the cage and run. The lizardfolk stop at another clearing for the night and this time you can tell that lizardfolk have already been here.. the leaves already cover the treetops and all the grass has been squished down by trampling feet, paths lead in and out from where the tribes came to the clearing and left. The lizardfolk set up their own tents and lay the cages off to the side... quite stupidly. Rix manages to tell a few others about his plan and suggests they all start sawing.. before long Rix has his second bar finished and sleeps for an hour before day.

Day 3 of being captured

Today it is sunny out but the clouds are out too. It's not as hot as it was yesterday and the air is sweet with the scent of flowers. The lizardfolk woke us up early and found one clanmate sawing on the cage... he was sacrificed to the lizard gods... When Rix and his clan mates get out of their cages and are freed from the lizardfolk.. the lizardfolk better be running. Most stupidly, the lizardfolk forgot to check the other cages for claw marks. Rix has sawed off two of his bars and only needs one or two more to be able to escape.. then he needs the chance. The lizardfolk walked all day and deep into the night, stopping in another clearing.. apparently these have been used for millenia's as they are heavily worn and obvious where they're located from the beach. The leaves are set up above the camp and the gnolls are yet again set off far away from the camp.. obviously scared by the hyena like creatures the lizards are not hasty to be around them. More the best for the gnolls as they begin sawing on the bars... soon Rix has yet another finished and goes to sleep.. the days becoming bland and the same. Yet he still has hope...

Bloodra'thilix Darkpaw, Formerly of the Whitetooth Clan, Mate to Arrk'kirrx Darkpaw and Healer of the clan, was scouting herself with her companion Boneitha when the attacks came. She rushed back much too late to save anyone. She circled the Lizard camp herself looking for the opportunity to free her mate in hopes he has a plan to free the clan. She and her companion were aptly nicknamed Blood and Bone bring devastation from the foliage and disappearing back into it as quickly. Together they wait until they are able to find a way to free their clan-mates.

Day 3 & 4 of being captured

The sun has been out for a while and the sea turtles have hatched from their eggs as they make their way to sea.. unfortunaly the lizardfolk like sea turtles and have taken quite a few hostage... They plan to turn them into giant War Tortoitoses through twisted magic and manipulation of the gods. Rix has sawed off another bar and begins working on the next while the lizardfolk settle down for the night... Due to the lack of food.. they've killed two more clanmates.. eating the stingy flesh of a gnoll... fourteen now remain and Rix hopes that he gets the bars off soon... So far the days have been very unneventful other than the Gnoll eatings and the turtles.. Hopefully some action will come and Rix will get his chance...

Blood sneaks into the camp and bites out the throat of the guard. She has Bone drag off the body and use it for food. With key in hand, she sneaks in to where Rix and the others are kept. She nuzzles Rix and hands him the key giving him and the others what food she has gathered.

"Others hiding in woods, bury key, Blood bring food. Help Clan gather strength. When strong give war call. Blood and others come and kill lizards."

Blood looks to Rix sadly and gives him a lick before rushing back out to the woods to wait for Rix's call. She sneaks him and the rest of the clan food whenever she is able.