Previously… Battered from Tymon’s fall and haunted by sacrifice, the Ruinlords fled down the Sellen aboard the Sandfly. Captain Lorune, desperate and indebted, planned to sell his prized iron golem armor in Salisgrad to keep his ship afloat. Wounds festered, both old and new—Tike's soul still scarred, Alfie’s healing stretched thin. At dusk beneath a ruined bridge, shadows struck. Ebon Triad cultists ambushed the ship, joined by a worm-ridden Seer and the devil Arnyx—now branded with the Triad’s mark. He demanded Voragon Drakon’s head. He got steel and fire instead.

Previously… Chaos engulfed the Arena of Aroden as the Ruinlords faced Lorien Thalorin, whose body became a vessel for the monstrous titan, Xaathuun. Lorien barely contained the creature, collapsing from the strain. Saint Alduin mockingly questioned the heroes about Lorien’s fate, as unsettling truths emerged about Lahana’s past defiance of Loris Raknian. During their championship bout against Vixus and Khellek, disaster struck—the ground shattered, unleashing a horrific wormlike apostle summoned by Raknian himself. Panic erupted, leaving the Ruinlords caught between deadly enemies and the awakening nightmare beneath Tymon.

(Editor's Note - Yes, I know the formatting keeps changing. I'm still trying to find a good fit, so please bear with me. Muchos appreciated.) Previously... The Ruinlords, a team of hardened warriors competing in the Champion’s Games, had just rescued their manager Ekalim from the Fixers when they found themselves face-to-face with Saint Alduin. Want to Follow Their Story? Check out our Age of Worms Session Recaps to see how the Ruinlords’ journey unfolds! Audience with Saint Alduin The fires of Tent City flickered and spat, throwing long, jagged shadows across the crowded streets.

Want to Follow Their Story?Check out our Age of Worms Session Recaps and witness the Ruinlords’ struggle against the rising darkness! The chamber was deep in shadow, except for the flickering…

Previously… Battered from Tymon’s fall and ambushed on the Sellen, the Ruinlords reached Salisgrad carrying the skull of a fallen High Councilor and the shattered Amulet of the Worldbreaker. The Black Gauntlet took notice. Inside the warded halls of iron and crystal, the party faced more than questioning—they faced the dead. Through the Vox Eidolon, Damaris channeled the bitter voice of Voragon Drakon, revealing grim truths: unfulfilled prophecy, cursed relics, and the Faceless One still pulling strings. Then the room cracked. A rift tore open. An Emberwrought Shade of Dahak surged forth.

Previously… Midday in Tymon meant nothing under a sky strangled by green lightning. The Ruinlords pushed deeper into the city’s corpse, past broken gods and worm-ridden corpses, toward the Iron Baptistery—a shattered temple pulsing with defiance. Inside, they found Ebon Triad cultists twisting dead heroes into living weapons. Dunner fell, buying his friends a heartbeat. Alfie carved worms from his own flesh with a bloody arrow. Tike dove into sacred flame, rose reborn, and shattered the traitors with his fists—until Voragon Drakon arrived. The High Councilor wielded Dahak’s fire and the Medallion of the Worldbreaker, but not even his death curse could claim the city.

Previously… The Ruinlords faced their toughest battle yet in the Champion’s Games, pitted against stone giants corrupted by Theyrium. Before the dust settled, the Sapphire Squad attempted to strike…

Previously... The Champion’s Games erupted into chaos as the Ruinlords faced an unthinkable terror—the cursed arcanist Lorien Thalorin, transformed into a colossal titan that nearly destroyed the Arena of Aroden. Only Lorien’s desperate sacrifice prevented annihilation, leaving him broken on the bloodied sands. Saint Alduin mocked the Ruinlords with cryptic delight while Loris Raknian watched from above, fury simmering behind his composed façade. Not sure how we got here? Catch up on all the madness, mysteries, and mayhem of our Age of Worms campaign right here. The 

Editor's Note: I wanted to ensure that this was posted. I've been slacking lately. I'm writing these summaries for my players so they have something to reference. We play twice a month, so it's good to have something to jog the memory. I post the session summaries on our World Anvil campaign page for them. I post them on my blog here on the off-chance that someone, someday, might Google "Age of Worms Pathfinder" and stumble across these posts. Maybe, just maybe, they'll gain a touch of inspiration for their own campaign.

Previously… Tymon fell. The Ruinlords ran—not from fear, but from finality. The Arena of Aroden drowned in silence as the Apostle of Kyuss was born in blood and prophecy. A thousand undead gladiators poured into the streets. Citizens became corpses. Corpses became wights. The Ruinlords fled through a collapsing city, hunted by death and haunted by everything they couldn’t save. Only magic kept them ahead of the tide—just barely. Vaz’non and Cal vanished through a tear in space. Tike, Alfie and Dunner braved the shattered Basilica of Desna, while Ekalim led the way toward one last flicker of hope.