Old Gods of Appalachia Roleplaying Game FREE PRIMER

The woods are thick here, a tangle of ancient trunks and limbs that groan and sway like lungs breathing their last desperate gasps. But these trees—moss-etched and rife with the hungry mouths of a thousand more hungry insects, these broken fingers grasping for the moon-hung sky—these trees are not what you or I would even understand as being… alive. See, that would be far too simple. This cursed clutch of branch and shadow is something else entirely, something born of blood and betrayal,...