D&D General What’s the story here?

[Corinnguard]

It is said that deep within the wasteland that is known as the Mourning, the warforged began to create a god. Meet the Godforged...

 

[payn]

The world is slowly decaying into a sprawling wasteland. The last remaining metropolitan population was forced to band together and make the community mobile so they could keep strength in numbers while traveling to any resources necessary for survival. One fateful day a lone harbinger appeared out of the wastes...

 

[Richards]

"Hey! Don't be practicing your wild magic here in the cathedral!"

"Why not? What's the worst that could happen?"

Johnathan

 

[Chaltab]

I want to know the story of the singular storm giant about to charge this thing alone.

 

[Richards]

It's just a silhouette, so we can't really tell which way the figure in the foreground is facing. Maybe he's going home to tell his mom that the walking city followed him home and he wants to keep it as a pet, and he promises he'll feed it and play with it and clean up after it and take good care of it.

Johnathan

 

[Zardnaar]

Giant warforged named Metroplex. Can shape change into a city.

 

[W'rkncacnter]

 

[Stormonu]

In the foothills about Mount Celestia, the Cathedral of Martyrs marches the perimeter of the heavens, ready to provide succor to new arrivals and ready to wage war against those unworthy who would dare to approach the heavens. Those it finds wandering it tests with questions whose volume booms for miles, or draws those hesitant to answer for trials within the mazeworks within.

Those who pass its challenges emerge rested to continue their journey towards the mountaintop, and those the church finds worthy it arms with the holy armaments of heaven to take the fight back to the mortal realms - or for those bold enough, to the realms of evil themselves.

 

[crater]

Visually it is a little mind-bending in motion. No matter the orientation of its limbs and torso, its many towers are always absolutely vertical.

Very nice detail

 

[crater]

Slowly, the winding ways of a palace that could be took shape, a citadel that was a centurion, a footsoldier that was a fortification.

Nice writing! Thanks for that!