Skald · by Lifspel
A server remembers what happened — who arrived, who was lost, what got built, where you went down and got back up. Skald reads that record and narrates it as literary prose, in your voice, chapter by chapter, as you play.
Reading is open to everyone. An account is for writing your own.
She stood up first. I want you to see her as she was on that bank: not a girl newly spilled into a strange place but a woman finished, thirty years of the line in her shoulders, soaked to the collarbone, already assessing our state. Water, height, cover, sightlines.
The Progression — narrated from a Conan Exiles server that is actually played