Returning to town for healing supplies, Angharad receives grave news from Pepin the Healer. Some toxic foulness has entered Tristram's water supply. The demons are surely to blame.  On the second floor of the cathedral, a broken...

Skeletons. Skeletons. Skeletons. Why is it always skeletons? Not just skeletons of course. Every vile thing that crawls, and shuffles, and skitters, and flits, and squeals, and stinks, has made its lair under Tristram. At lea...

Angharad arrives in Tristram with nothing to her name but an old short bow, 100 GP, and a burning thirst for the blood of demons. Night falls, and the shadows lengthen. Our heroine gets the lowdown from Ogden the barkeep, an old frie...

Welcome to Angharad’s Adventures! On this blog I will chronicle the exploits of Angharad, an Eternal Warrior making her way through every classic RPG she can conquer. I’m going to start with the original greats - Diablo, F...