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Wizard What is Dungeon World? Dungeon World is a world of fantastic adventure. A world of magic, gods and demons, of good and evil, law and chaos. Brave heroes venture into the most dangerous corners of the land in search of gold and glory. Why Play Dungeon World? First, to see the characters do amazing things. To see them explore the unexplored, slay the undying, and go from the deepest bowels of the world to the highest peaks of the heavens. To see them caught up in momentous events and grand tragedies. Second, to see them struggle together. To gather as a party despite their differences and stand united against their foes, or to argue over treasure, debate battle plans, and join in righteous celebration over a victory hard-won. Third, because the world still has so many places to explore.

Strap on your boots, noble orator. Sharpen that hidden dagger and take up the call. Who better than you to write the tale of your own heroism? Get going. The Cleric The lands of Dungeon World are a gods-forsaken mess. It is a godless world out there. It falls to you to proselytize with sword and mace and spell, to cleave deep into the witless heart of the wilds and plant the seed of divinity there.

God lives at the edge of a blade. Show the world who is lord. The Druid Cast your eyes around the fire.

What has brought you to these people, stinking of the dust and sweat of the city? Perhaps it is a kindness—do you protect them as the mother bear watches over her cubs? Are they your pack, now? Strange brothers and sisters you have.

Whatever your inspiration, they would certainly fail without your sharp senses and sharper claws. You are of the sacred spaces; you are born of soil and wear the marks of her spirits on your skin.

You may have had a life before, maybe you were a city dweller like them, but not now. Listen to your allies pray to their carved stone gods and polish their silver shells. Their gods are children, their steel is false protection. You walk the old ways, you wear the pelts of the earth itself. Only time will tell. No flock of angels will sing of the time you dragged them, still screaming, from the edge of the Pits of Madness, no.

Forget them. You do this for the guts and the glory, for the scream of battle and the hot, hot blood of it. You are a beast of iron. Your friends may carry blades of forged steel but, fighter, you are steel.

While your traveling companions might moan about their wounds around a campfire in the wilderness, you bear your scars with pride. You are the wall—let every danger smash itself to dust on you. The Paladin Hell awaits. An eternity of torment in fire or ice or whatever best suits the sins of the damned throngs of Dungeon World. All that stands between the pits of that grim torture and salvation is you. Holy man, armored war machine, templar of the Good and the Light, right?

The cleric may say his prayers at night to the gods, dwelling in their heavens. Only you. Eyes, hands, and sweet killing blow of the gods, you are.

Yours is the gift of righteousness and virtue—of justice, of Vision, too. A purity of intent that your companions do not have. So guide these fools, paladin. Take up your holy cause and bring salvation to the wastrel world. Vae victis, right? The Ranger These city-born folk you travel with. Have they heard the call of the wolf? Felt the winds howl in the bleak deserts of the East? Have they hunted their prey with the bow and the knife like you?

Hell no.

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Creature of the wilds. You are these things and more.

Your time in the wilderness may have been solitary until now, but the call of some greater thing—call it fate if you like—has cast your lot with these folk. Brave, they may be. Powerful and strong, too. But only you know the secrets of the spaces between.

Blaze a trail through the blood and dark, strider. Bragging about this battle or that, or about how their gods are smiling on your merry band.

You count your coins and smile to yourself—this is the thrill above all.

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You alone know the secret of Dungeon World: filthy, filthy lucre. So let them complain. From your castle. Full of gold. You rogue. The GM describes everything else in the world.

You can play a single session or string together multiple sessions into a campaign. Plan accordingly if you plan on playing a campaign, maybe setting aside a night of the week to play.

Everyone at the table will need something to write with and some six-sided dice. Two dice is the minimum but two dice per player is a good idea. One of each is enough but more is better: Playing Dungeon World is all about finding out what happens when your characters encounter dangerous and exciting monsters, strange ruins, and unusual people on their quest for gold and glory.

Tension and excitement are always the result, no matter how the dice land. You can play Dungeon World with the same group, session to session, over a long series of adventures, watching your characters change and grow together. You can play it as a self-contained game in a single-session, too.

Time to get out there and explore it! Adventurers take many shapes in Dungeon World. The races of elves, men, dwarves, and halflings all have their heroes.

Some are near-invincible beasts of battle encased in iron armor. Others are more mysterious, conjuring up and wielding the mighty forces of magic. Treasure and glory are sought by a holy cleric, a tricky thief, a mighty paladin, and more. Every time the ranger guides his friends through the ancient woods there are a hundred things waiting to bite his head off. Slavering hordes of goblin troops, maybe. Or is this the Cursed Wood, where dwells the Gray Witch? Or the throngs of hateful dead, looking to drag a meaty corpse back to their lair?

More gold and jewels and magic lost to man have fallen between the cracks in the world than you can imagine. Who better to retrieve it than a band of stalwart heroes? You and your friends are those heroes. There are monstrous things lurking in the world. Are you ready to face them? The songs to inspire peasantry and royals alike—to soothe the savage beast or drive men to a frenzy—have to come from somewhere.

Enter the bard. You, with your smooth tongue and quick wit. You teller-of-tales and singer-of-songs. A mere minstrel can retell a thing, but it takes a true bard to live it.

Strap on your boots, noble orator. Sharpen that hidden dagger and take up the call. Who better than you to write the tale of your own heroism? The lands of Dungeon World are a gods-forsaken mess. It is a godless world out there. It falls to you to proselytize with sword and mace and spell, to cleave deep into the witless heart of the wilds and plant the seed of divinity there. God lives at the edge of a blade.

Cast your eyes around the fire. What has brought you to these people, stinking of the dust and sweat of the city?

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Perhaps it is a kindness—do you protect them as the mother bear watches over her cubs? Are they your pack, now? Strange brothers and sisters you have.

Whatever your inspiration, they would certainly fail without your sharp senses and sharper claws. You are of the sacred spaces; you are born of soil and wear the marks of her spirits on your skin. You may have had a life before, maybe you were a city dweller like them, but not now. Listen to your allies pray to their carved stone gods and polish their silver shells. Their gods are children, their steel is false protection. You walk the old ways, you wear the pelts of the earth itself.

Only time will tell.

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No flock of angels will sing of the time you dragged them, still screaming, from the edge of the Pits of Madness, no. You do this for the guts and the glory, for the scream of battle and the hot, hot blood of it. You are a beast of iron. Your friends may carry blades of forged steel but, fighter, you are steel.

While your traveling companions might moan about their wounds around a campfire in the wilderness, you bear your scars with pride. You are the wall—let every danger smash itself to dust on you.

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