The cultists of the Black Earth don't block your blade or dodge your spells, they pause for nothing as they unrelentingly bash you with their morning stars.

You're here, pushing ever deeper into the subterranean Black Earth tempel, to rescue the members of a kidnapped high-profile delegation.
You're also here to gain the trust of the Cult of the Howling Hatred, who want the Black Earth cult destroyed and its leader beheaded.
But a third reason dawns on you, one more important than any of the others.

You didn't immediately see the pattern.
At some point, for no clear reason, you stopped leaving defeated enemies alive.
Later you would start involuntarily fantasizing about hurting anyone who slighted you.
Now that you're deep in the tempel, whenever you rest your eyes you dream of slaughtering your party to the last man.
And in the eyes of your fellow adventurers you recognize the same glint of hatred. It is the stare the cultists have up untill the point they fall by your might.

Your most important mission is to destroy the corrupting force deep beneath the earth before it takes everything from you.

PRINCES OF THE APOCALYPSE continues its hop on, hop off campaign. Anyone may reserve a spot! 

It began with strangers in brightly colored wagons — music, laughter, and the scent of exotic spices drifting through the air. They called themselves Vistani, travelers from a distant, hidden land. One evening, they camped just outside Daggerford, their firelight casting strange, dancing shadows. Duchess Morwen of Daggerford has invited you to dinner as she discusses with you these strangers. Why are they here? When do they leave?

Going over to investigate your are welcomed as they mean no harm. They have a story to tell, if you listen to their story, they agree to leave Daggerford behind them. So you join arround their dancing flames and listen intently. As the fire dances to picture the story being told.

“A curse has befallen our noble prince, turning him into a tyrant. We alone have the power to leave his domain. We’ve traveled far and wide to find heroes such as yourselves to end our dread lord’s curse and put his troubled soul to rest. Our leader, Madam Eva, knows all. Will you return to Barovia with us and speak with her?”

They also hand you a sealed letter — the beginning of a journey that may end in glory… or death.

Welcome to Curse of Strahd, a gothic horror Dungeons & Dragons campaign hosted at GameForce Eindhoven. Step into a land where the sun no longer rises, where werewolves howl in the woods, and the vampire lord watches from his castle high above.

You are not just invited.
You are expected.

The story continues.