The Story So Far…

In a vast and ancient forest, a peculiar monster named StickFace Joe lives in his tower ruins amongst the trees. He is a construct - a bit of magic left over from an olden time - made of dried sticks and twigs, woven together and brought to life. He stands seven feet tall and has become the self-proclaimed protector of the forest.

A chance encounter with a young elf, Grevillea, changes everything. The unlikely duo sets out on a perilous journey leading them down a turbulent path of conflict and war. Our heroes enlist friends and allies along the way, wielding strength, wit, and sarcasm to overcome their trials. They soon come to realize that their journey is just a piece of a much larger story. A war is brewing over who controls the continent and StickFace Joe’s forest is in the center of it all.

A black and white drawing of the head of a wood golem with bright blue eyes.

StickFace Joe

There was a woman who made me, but never told me who I was… never told me why I was made. When she left me all alone in the cold winter, I was hunted by the humans. They made me this. They named me this. 

…I am the Monster. 

A black and white drawing of the head of an elf-like girl with long hair, earrings, and a purple tattoo going down her face.
Black and white drawing of two twigs

Grevillea

My people were forced to live deep underground as punishment for a long-ago crime. We are fading and will be lost if we stay much longer. I have climbed out of the underground to earn the right to free my people and bring them back into the sunlight. 

…I am the Hero.  

A black and white drawing of the face of a man with one large, bat-looking eye, scratches across his face, and purple shards of metal protruding from the right side of his face, shoulder, and neck.
Black and white drawing of two twigs

Lord Akram

I am the eldest son of the dead King Matteo. I have returned to reclaim my rightful place in history. The unruly people of this land will come to regret their defiance.    

…I am the Villain. 

Black and white drawing of two twigs
A black and white drawing of the face of a young man with light brown eyes, short, dark hair, a chiseled chin, wearing a worn tunic.

Litus

I am the second son of the murdered King Matteo. But, I wish no part in this test of power. Torn between birthright and my true self - I choose my true self.  

…I am NOT your Savior.