Rich

Rich

If you're a DM like me, you know that one of the most important aspects of your games is good maps. My goal with D&D ReinKarnated is to take classic maps from D&D and bring them to a whole new level.

Virelyndra - The Planetar

They say she walks the warzones no other angels will tread. Where divine light fails, she rises — not as mercy, but as reckoning. Her sword doesn’t burn. It grows.

Cindarion - The Solar

He descended not on wings, but on certainty. His voice stilled storms. His sword made no sound as it moved. And when he spoke your name, you were already judged.

Aurexion - The Deva

He descended in a beam of flame and silence. The raiders dropped their blades. Some wept. Some ran. I dropped to my knees. Not from fear… but from knowing I was seen.

Tsolenka Pass

Tsolenka Pass is a treacherous mountain road carved into the icy face of Mount Ghakis, connecting Barovia’s desolate wilderness to the dread secrets of the Amber Temple.

Esdara Velnox - The Pirate

"No gods, no kings — just coin, current, and cannon."

Kaelin Strayhorn - The Outlander

"The stars don’t care where you come from. But they’ll always point where you need to go."

Lord Vencel Mourncrest - The Noble

"Power is not inherited. It is remembered. And I have not forgotten what waits below."

Sir Caelis Dawnbreak - The Knight

"The light is not mine to wield. Only to bear — even when it burns."

Whisperleaf - The Hermit

"All things grow from silence. Even gods."

Irraluk - The Abominable Yeti

We followed the screaming wind for hours, and when it stopped… that’s when we heard the other thing. Not a roar. Not a beast. A voice. Hollow, wet, and cold like bone marrow.

Gorvulax - The Otyugh

They worship it. The rats, the beggars, the ones with boils on their souls. They bring it offerings — teeth, tongues, dead dreams. And in return, it whispers to them beneath the city.

Iivex - The Spectator

There’s a room in the ruined asylum where mirrors scream and water bleeds sideways. They say something’s trapped there, watching — and if you meet its gaze, you remember things that never happened.