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Any world you can imagine

One night you face a dragon.
The next, a city of chrome and rain.

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Picture stepping into any story you have ever wanted to live. One evening you are deep beneath a mountain, trading blows with a dragon for its hoard and learning spells you were never meant to know. Another, you are a student at a hidden school of magic, sworn to secrecy, chasing trouble with your classmates through candle-lit halls.

Fly a starship between fracturing worlds and name planets no one has charted. Jack into the data-stream of a rain-slicked megacity and pull a heist on a corporation that owns the sky. Fight to see another dawn in a ruined age where the dead will not stay down. Or hunt an ancient vampire through the fog of a gaslit town that has feared him for a hundred years.

Pick any world you can dream up — the newest AI brings it to life around you, moment by moment, and remembers every choice you make. Play it alone, or invite friends into the very same world.

New here? The whole idea in ten seconds

You talk. The story answers. Real dice decide.

Never played a tabletop role-playing game? Perfect — there are no rulebooks to read, no group to schedule, nothing to learn first. lorewend turns the AI app you already use into your gamemaster — the storyteller who runs a whole world just for you — while a game engine keeps every number honest. A turn looks like this:

  1. 01

    Say what your hero does

    In your own words, in any language. No commands, no rules to know.

    “I sneak past the guard and try the door.”

  2. 02

    Your AI tells the story

    It narrates what happens, gives a voice to everyone you meet, and never says “you can’t try that”.

    “The bolt slides back — and a voice behind you asks: going somewhere?”

  3. 03

    Real dice decide

    A game engine rolls a real die and keeps your health, money and gear exact — the AI cannot bend a single number, so every success is truly earned.

    Stealth: 1d20+4 = 17 vs 13 → success

All you need

  • An AI app you already use — Claude works best today; ChatGPT and Gemini connect the same way. lorewend runs inside it, so there is no second AI bill and no API keys.
  • A browser — nothing to download, nothing to install.
  • Free to start — sign in with Google or Discord; no card needed.

Try it — no account, no setup

Take a turn. Roll it yourself.

You write what you do, in your own words — just like the real game, never a menu of buttons. Pick a world, then try anything. This taste knows a handful of paths; your own Claude knows them all. What never changes: the die is real, and nothing here is fudged.

Choose your world

Eight worlds, no two alike.

Each one plays nothing like the last — its own peoples, its own look, its own dangers. Open one to step inside.

Your companion screen

See everything on one live screen.

Every world gives you a different screen to play from — its own map, its own numbers, its own dangers. Click through them.

Everything sits on one live screen, in three parts — four when you play with friends. On the left, the map fills in as you explore: the places you have found, where you stand now, and the roads between them. In the middle, your character: hit points and armour, every attribute, the abilities you know, the gear you carry and wear, your money, the treasure you have stored somewhere safe, and the companions who travel at your side. On the right, the journal: every roll the engine made, what has happened so far, the people you have met and how they feel about you, and the quests you are chasing. Bring friends in and a fourth panel opens: your party, who is in it, and what each of them is doing. It all updates itself as you play.

Play together, from anywhere

The hardest part of game night is getting everyone in one room. So we removed the room.

Work, kids, different cities, no free evening — that is what kills most groups, not the game. In lorewend, one of you hosts — on lorewend Premium and the AI you already pay for — and your friends drop into the same adventure from wherever they are: their own screen, their own character, completely free. No one travels, no one buys a thing, no shared calendar night to defend — your table is simply wherever everyone already is.

The house creed

The engine rolls the dice.
You decide what is worth rolling for.

Prose is canon. Math is law.

The world is improvised.
The numbers are not.

lorewend turns the AI you already pay for into your gamemaster — it tells a living story, but only a rules engine may change your hit points, your goldsilvercredspoundscreditspennieschronsSeed and your dice rolls. The story can go anywhere; the numbers stay honest.

Three steps to a game where the dice are never faked.

  1. 01

    Connect

    In the AI app you already use (Claude, ChatGPT, Gemini), add lorewend as a connector once and sign in with Google or Discord — one link covers every game you will ever play. It runs on the AI you already pay for: no API keys, no second bill, nothing extra to install.

  2. 02

    Play in the fiction

    Speak as your character. Search the room, strike a bargain, swing the sword. Join a guild, take their contracts, earn your rank. Follow a rumour into the wilds, uncover what lives there. The gamemaster answers with a world that remembers what you did and a map that fills in as you walk it.

  3. 03

    Trust the math

    The engine rolls the dice, uses up your spell slots, tracks your goldtracks your Doom rung by rung, counts your silvermeters your Strain, tracks your credsmeters your Dread, tracks your poundsspends your Tide, tracks your creditsprices the easy road in Shadow, counts your penniesdraws down your Well, counts your chronsmarks the Numb as it climbs, counts your Seed, and runs every fight. The AI tells the story, but it cannot change a single number on its own. Your saved game stays exactly as you earned it. Nothing gets weakened behind your back.

    (No software is flawless — once in a while the AI may step outside the rules. When it does, we treat it as a bug: we watch for it and fix it, so it does not happen again.)

A world that draws itself

A living map that grows one step at a time.

The lorewend living map in the Fantasy world: discovered places joined by the routes between them, where the party stands now, and a place still hidden behind a question mark
Fantasy
The lorewend living map in the Neon Wake world: discovered places joined by the routes between them, where the party stands now, and a place still hidden behind a question mark
Neon Wake
The lorewend living map in the Starfall world: discovered places joined by the routes between them, where the party stands now, and a place still hidden behind a question mark
Starfall

Hardly any AI game gives you a real one. And nothing here is laid out in advance — the gamemaster invents each place as you arrive, and the engine pins it, joined to the roads you have walked; where you stand right now is marked, and a place you have only glimpsed — smoke on the horizon, a tower far off — sits under a question mark until you reach it, or until you buy the chart that names it. The gamemaster narrates the world; the engine keeps the map — so it is always the honest record of where you have actually been, never a picture the AI redraws from memory. And it is never one-way: every place you have found stays on the map, so you can travel back to any of them whenever you like, never locked into pushing only forward.

Choose a world, and see what you can play.

You pick the genre when you make a character; the gamemaster runs it and the engine keeps every number honest. Here is what each one gives you, and picking a world dresses the whole page in it. Every world has its own page with the full setting, who you can play, and what a session feels like.

In every world, about half the cast is free — a core of races or lineages and roles to play from your very first session; the rest comes with Premium, along with unlimited campaigns and engine-enforced multiclassing wherever a world lets you take a second calling. Two worlds are Premium whole: The Long Road, the high fantasy of the journey, and The Arcanum, the hidden academies of magic. The other six you can play free. The full free-versus-Premium breakdown is in each panel below, with prices.

Free is never a smaller world. Pick one of the six and you get all of it — every region the map can reach, every quest, foe, shop, faction and piece of gear in it, and the full climb from your first fight to your last. Nothing is walled off halfway through, and no story stops at a paywall. What Premium changes is who you can play, how many games you keep live, and whether you can host one for friends — never how much world there is.

Fantasy: weapons, spells, dungeons and dragons, on the complete 5e SRD. The pressure is hit points, rests, and the cost of going down.

Free · the moment you sign in
  • Four classic races — Human, Elf, Dwarf, Halfling
  • Elf lineages — Drow, Wood, High
  • Every class, single-class — the full 5e SRD core, with two subclasses each (not the usual one)
  • Real combat, rests, spell slots, a living map with fog-of-war
  • Overland journeys and story quests with real objectives
  • A companion viewer — live map, character sheet, journal
  • Up to three campaigns across all worlds
Premium · €6.99 / month
  • Five exotic races — Dragonborn, Tiefling, Goliath, Orc, GnomePremium
  • Half-Elf & Half-OrcPremium
  • Engine-enforced multiclassing, every 5e prerequisite checkedPremium
  • Unlimited campaignsPremium

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Serpent Throne: sword and sorcery in the Brazen Age. Mercenaries, thieves and corsairs loot dead empires, and the treasure burns into legend by dawn. Magic is the monster here, not the toolkit. Your danger meter is Doom: every rite, relic and bargain has a price, and the price is you.

Free · the moment you sign in
  • Five roles — Reaver, Thief, Sellsword, Corsair, Tracker
  • Four cultures — Skarn, Averran, Velessi, Korvath
  • The Doom meter — sorcery priced, never slotted; the Spree spends your gold into legend
  • Real combat, gear, ships, a living map with fog-of-war
  • Overland journeys and story quests with real objectives
  • A companion viewer — live map, character sheet, journal
  • Up to three campaigns across all worlds
Premium · €6.99 / month
  • Five more roles — Occultist (the dark path), Pit-Fighter, Assassin, Tomb-Breaker, Caravan MasterPremium
  • Six more cultures — Hrimvar, Qeshite, Vaskari, Krael, Vhal, MbeziPremium
  • Engine-enforced multiclassing, every prerequisite checkedPremium
  • Unlimited campaignsPremium

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Neon Wake: rain-slick cyberpunk — flood-rebuilt London is only home base, and the freight lanes run to Tokyo, Jakarta, Seoul, New York and freeport Rotterdam. Chrome, neon, and heists in whichever city the job lands. Your danger meter is Strain: the toll of pushing your body past human.

Free · the moment you sign in
  • Five roles — Street Samurai, Netrunner, Fixer, Hexer, Nomad
  • Four lineages — Baseline, Chromed, Ghosted, Reclaimed
  • The Strain meter — the toll of cyberware and the Wake
  • Real combat, gear, a living map with fog-of-war
  • Overland journeys and story quests with real objectives
  • A companion viewer — live map, character sheet, journal
  • Up to three campaigns across all worlds
Premium · €6.99 / month
  • Five more roles — Bruiser, Wrench, Channeler, Medtech, AgentPremium
  • Four more lineages — Touched, Engineered, Synthetic, BondedPremium
  • Engine-enforced multiclassing, every prerequisite checkedPremium
  • Unlimited campaignsPremium

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Mournwick: gaslit gothic fog, wrought iron, monsters in the dark. Hunt them: every monster has a weakness you must find. Your danger meter is Dread: fear that builds as the horror closes in.

Free · the moment you sign in
  • Five roles — Hunter, Alienist, Occultist, Dragoon, Physician
  • Four heritages — Commonborn, Wretched, Highborn, Foreigner
  • The Dread meter — and monster weaknesses you must find
  • Real combat, gear, a living map with fog-of-war
  • Overland journeys and story quests with real objectives
  • A companion viewer — live map, character sheet, journal
  • Up to three campaigns across all worlds
Premium · €6.99 / month
  • Five more roles — Sister of Ash, Gravewright, Revenant, Medium, MesmeristPremium
  • Seven more heritages — Touched, Bloodmarked, Foundling, Halfblood, and the monstrous threePremium
  • Start AS the monster — Vampire, Werewolf, Hollowed — and live the hunted lifePremium
  • Engine-enforced multiclassing, every prerequisite checkedPremium
  • Unlimited campaignsPremium

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Starfall: heroic space opera in a fractured galaxy. A free ship, a fast crew, blasters and a glowing blade against powers far bigger than you. Your danger meter is Heat: the more wanted you become, the harder the galaxy hunts you.

Free · the moment you sign in
  • Five roles — Gunslinger, Vanguard, Ace, Cracker, Adept
  • Four species — Human, Voidborn, Saurian, Korrin
  • The Tide — a mystic current with a dark edge, and the Heat that hunts you
  • Real combat, gear, ships, a living map with fog-of-war
  • Overland journeys and story quests with real objectives
  • A companion viewer — live map, character sheet, journal
  • Up to three campaigns across all worlds
Premium · €6.99 / month
  • Five more roles — Sentinel, Oracle, Operator, Sawbones, WardenPremium
  • Four more species — Synthetic, Lumen, Chitin, UpliftPremium
  • Engine-enforced multiclassing, every prerequisite checkedPremium
  • Unlimited campaignsPremium

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The Long Road: high fantasy of the journey — the road, the fellowship, the shadow, the song. No spell slots and no coming back from the dead: the world’s quiet magic is song and rune-craft, every shortcut is priced in the Shadow, and Hope is what stands you back up. This one is for Premium only — Premium opens it whole.

A Premium world · nothing held back
  • Thirteen peoples — four cultures of men, four elven lineages, the dwarves of three Fathers, the small folk — and the three dark-road heritages for the bold
  • Seven roles — Waywarden to Healer, each with its taught weapon and its teachings
  • The Shadow — the price of the easy road, whispering at the moment of choice
  • Hope — earned by mercy, song and kept promises; spent to stand back up
  • Journeys leg by leg: weather, rations, camps, guest-right and the law of the road
  • A companion viewer — live map, character sheet, journal
Premium · €6.99 / month

Premium opens this whole world — every people, every role, every teaching — alongside The Arcanum, the premium roster of the other five, hosting multiplayer, and unlimited campaigns. Here a character walks one road: you commit to a single role and go deep, and there is no blending of two.

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The Arcanum: the hidden academies of magic — the Gift wakes mid-ordinary-life, and a worldwide hidden society takes you in to teach it. Six academies, six Arts, one shared Craft; the dark road greys your ordinary past through the Fade, marks bought in ink stay in the skin, and the school year itself is the campaign. This one is for Premium only — Premium opens it whole.

A Premium world · nothing held back
  • Eight peoples — Circleborn to Werecat: the raised, the woken, and the elder kinds
  • The Six Arts — each taught in two Teachings; the ambitious study a SECOND Art outright
  • The Fade — dark work pays in memory: the world you came from greys before it lets you go
  • Ink-work — marks bought at the Inkworks’ chair in chrons, the coin of this world; power that stays in the skin
  • The school year: terms, exams, the Games, night doors and the Other Side
  • A companion viewer — live map, character sheet, journal
Premium · €6.99 / month

Premium opens this whole world — every people, every Art, every Teaching, and the second Art an ambitious student takes up outright — alongside The Long Road, the premium roster of the other five, hosting multiplayer, and unlimited campaigns.

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Feralia: a rewilded Earth, four generations after the plague that would not let the dead lie still. Small walled lights, green ruins full of salvage, and a settlement that grows less broken every season because of you. Your danger meter is the Numb: the world does not corrupt you — it deadens you.

Free · the moment you sign in
  • Five roles — Yeoman, Gleaner, Barber, Forager, Steader
  • Four survivor stocks — Stead-, Wild-, City-, Road-born
  • The Waking Fever — a bite starts a clock, not a health bar; and the Numb that deadens
  • Real combat, gear, crafting, a living map with fog-of-war
  • Overland journeys and story quests with real objectives
  • A companion viewer — live map, character sheet, journal
  • Up to three campaigns across all worlds
Premium · €6.99 / month
  • Five more roles — Culler, Chemist, Undertaker, Outwalker, HoundmasterPremium
  • Three more stocks — Deep-, Salt-, Glow-bornPremium
  • Engine-enforced multiclassing, every prerequisite checkedPremium
  • Unlimited campaignsPremium

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More than a dungeon

More than a tomb

More than the job

More than the hunt

More than a derelict

More than the destination

More than the lessons

More than the ruin

A whole life to live, not just a fight to win.

Clearing a dungeon for treasure is the smallest thing you can do in the world you just picked. Here is the life waiting in it.

Looting a buried tomb for plunder is the smallest thing you can do in the world you just picked. Here is the life waiting in it.

Running a job for cred is the smallest thing you can do in the world you just picked. Here is the life waiting in it.

Hunting down a monster is the smallest thing you can do in the world you just picked. Here is the life waiting in it.

Stripping a derelict for salvage is the smallest thing you can do in the world you just picked. Here is the life waiting in it.

Reaching the next safe haven is the smallest thing you can do in the world you just picked. Here is the life waiting in it.

Passing the term’s exams is the smallest thing you can do in the world you just picked. Here is the life waiting in it.

Clearing one field of the dead is the smallest thing you can do in the world you just picked. Here is the life waiting in it.

Weapons, spells, dungeons and dragons on the full 5e rules. The fight is only where it starts.

Only in FantasyThe whole 5e toolkit, for real. True spell slots and every class on the complete SRD — and when one class is not enough, engine-checked multiclassing (premium) opens the deepest builds in fantasy, every 5e prerequisite enforced.

The company you keep

A sellsword, a war-hound, a hedge-healer — recruit companions who march and fight at your side, and who can fall in battle or walk away if you fail them. Earn a companion’s loyalty and their personal quest opens; see it through and they are yours for good. Win over — or make enemies of — the folk you cross along the way.

The name you make

Pledge to a mages’ circle or a knightly order, a thieves’ guild or an adventurers’ company; climb its ranks, earn its perks, and inherit its rivals. Or turn your back on every banner, take the villain’s road, and become the name the realm learns to fear.

Hearth, home and heir

Buy a home, line its vaults, and brew potions or forge enchanted steel at a bench of your own. Stay long enough and roots take hold: gear improved over a campaign, a family raised, the house built up into a keep with a steward to mind it while you ride out.

A realm that turns without you

Festivals come and wars grind on whether you ride to them or not; towns prosper or fall, the weather turns, and a fresh rumor or bounty is always waiting. Hunger, wounds and weariness are real here — the realm keeps no seat warm for heroes.

Sword-and-sorcery in the Brazen Age. Loot dead empires before the magic loots you.

Only in Serpent ThroneMagic is the monster, not the toolkit. Sorcery has no tidy slots — every rite, relic and bargain is paid in Doom on your own soul. And treasure is never hoarded: the Spree burns your plunder into contacts, reputation and legend, so wealth becomes a name that outlives you.

Blades sworn to your side

Gather a band of cutthroats and corsairs who bleed beside you, and charm or cross the warlords, thieves and priest-kings whose cities you prowl. Earn a sworn blade’s loyalty and you take on their vendetta as your own — a debt of blood the two of you settle together.

The legend you carve

Here glory outshouts rank. Run with a mercenary company or a corsair fleet, a thieves’ brotherhood or the serpent cult, and rise through its ranks — but it is the Spree, plunder poured straight into your own legend, that truly makes your name. Or seize the dark path and rule as a sorcerer-tyrant.

What you plunder and keep

Plunder is not for hoarding — it burns into legend almost as fast as you seize it. Still, a reaver wants a den for the hoard, a forge for cursed relics, a fence for the rest. Father an heir to your name and raise that den into a stronghold your captain holds while you chase the next score.

The Brazen Age moves on

Empires rise and burn on their own, cities thrive or rot, and the infamous are hunted by name. And every rite, relic and bargain you strike feeds your Doom — the sorcery you wield is always collecting its due.

Cyberpunk noir. Rent comes due whether or not the night went clean, and the city keeps the receipt.

Only in Neon WakePush the flesh past human. Bolt on chrome through a cutter — unsanctioned, traceable tech, so every implant costs you Strain — then jack a deck and slice the Grid, where the real fight is your mind against the ICE. Your body and your rig are builds you never stop upgrading.

The runners at your side

Every job needs a crew. Run with fixers, deckers and muscle who take fire alongside you, work a web of contacts, and lean on it — or burn it down when it turns on you. Get a runner close enough and their private score lands in your lap too.

Climbing the corporate ladder

Rank is just clearance with a better title. Sign with a megacorp, a netrunner collective, a media house or a street gang for cred and a longer leash — or cut loose and go rogue, the ghost in their system they can never quite patch out.

Your turf and your hustles

Nobody settles down here — you just stay one upgrade ahead of the city. Hold a safehouse and its stash, fab your own gear and chrome, work the black market, and keep a hustle running to make rent. Raise kids in the arcology if you dare, and harden the place into a seat someone you trust can run.

A city that never sleeps

Corp wars flare, grids black out, whole districts gentrify or rot on their own schedule — the city never waits for you, and the bounties always find you. Push the flesh past human and your Strain climbs: the harder you run, the thinner it wears you.

Gothic horror. Survive the night — and live with what surviving it costs you.

Only in MournwickEvery monster has a weakness you must find. Put lead in a werewolf and it shrugs and knits the wound shut — learn its bane (research it, then arm for it: silver, fire, a stake) and the killing blow finally lands. Guess wrong and the Dread climbs. Or walk the dark path and become the very thing you hunt.

Who stands the night with you

A few haunted souls bind themselves to your cause and stand with you in the dark, while the village folk offer up their trust — or their terror. Win one soul’s loyalty and you shoulder their private torment as your own; some wounds are shared long before they heal.

The oaths you swear

Belonging costs something here. Swear to a hunters’ lodge or a church, an occult circle or a decaying noble house, and rise through its rites as you prove yourself against the dark. Or let the dark win the argument and become the very thing the lodge swore to put down.

A house to hold against the dark

Every comfort here is borrowed against the night. Keep a crumbling manor and its cellars, brew the remedies and wards that get you to morning, and trade with the furtive folk who only deal after dusk. Marry, raise a family in spite of it all, and restore the manor into a warded seat someone keeps watch over while you hunt.

The dark needs no help from you

Plagues creep, hauntings spread, and villages cling on or fall silent one by one — none of it pauses for your permission. Whispers draw you deeper than you meant to go, and all the while the Dread gnaws quietly at the back of your mind.

Heroic space opera. One free ship against five powers, every one of them too big to fight.

Only in StarfallThe Tide, and tech past spec. Reach into the Tide, the current that runs through living things: channel it through a lightblade as a Sentinel, or dive the Dark Edge as an Oracle. Or push the body instead — bolt on chrome and grow gene-mods, traceable tech that raises your Heat with every install.

Who flies with you

Crew your ship with specialists who hold the line beside you, and make allies or rivals of the captains, colonists and warlords scattered across the rim. Win a crewmate’s loyalty and their own mission becomes part of your course.

Where your loyalties lie

Out on the rim, the flag you fly is who you are. Run with a free-captain league, the old empire’s remnant, the shipwrights’ guild, even a syndicate, for rank and a friendly port — or hoist a black flag and answer to no one.

Your own patch of the frontier

Stake a berth or an outpost, fill its hold, and fab the tech and kit the frontier markets overcharge for. Settle a partner and a family on a colony world, then grow that foothold into a base a steward runs while you push further out.

A galaxy always in motion

Colony wars ignite, settlements boom and bust, crises ripple across the sector — the galaxy churns on without you, and bounties chase you star to star. Lean on the Tide or push past spec, and your Heat with the law only climbs.

High fantasy of the journey. The fight is the last scene, never the first.

Only in The Long RoadThe Shadow, and Hope against it. Every shortcut taken at another’s cost feeds the Shadow — a meter that speaks to you, always at the moment of choice, always offering the easier way. Against it the world keeps Hope: earned by mercy, song and kept promises, spent to stand back up. And no one comes back from the dead — victories are real, and they cost.

The fellowship you gather

Companions become people on the night watch: they bond, they volunteer for the rearguard, and they can leave you for good if you fail them. Bonds must be tended — partings and reunions carry the story.

The doors your name opens

Every door weighs its own currency — blood at the haven, deeds and craft at the hold, learning at the scholar-city — and guest-right binds wherever the world is warm. Earn a name and doors open; the same name carries north on the wind.

A hearth to return to

Re-man a broken watchtower on the world’s wall, or earn a wayhouse hearth of your own — a home, a stash, and the reason the road means anything: leaving aches, returning warms.

A world that turns without you

Winter shuts the high passes, festivals answer the dark, and refugee columns move on clocks of their own — while most folk refuse to believe the war is coming. The world does not wait for you; it also never ends you by script.

The hidden academies of magic. Six Arts, one Well to draw them from, and dark work that is paid for in memory.

Only in The ArcanumThe Fade, and the colour it takes. The Craft is generous and priced: push past your Well and the world pays in Fade — colour drains, names thin, and what you love goes grey before it goes. The cure is not abstinence but discipline — and the Kindling of the people who hold you here.

The year that carries you

Terms, exams, feast-nights and the Games between the six academies — the calendar is the campaign, and a night door left unwatched is a story by morning.

Two worlds, one street apart

The hidden world runs under the ordinary one — step through the doors to night markets, Chronhouse vaults and the Concord’s quiet law, then walk home past people who must never know.

Marks that stay

Buy power at the Inkworks’ chair: marks in the skin that hold coin, light, or a locked door’s memory — paid in chrons, carried for good.

An enemy the world forgot

Something is unwriting the hidden world’s margins — the Unremembered take, and what they take, no one misses. The Lantern keeps a list it can no longer read.

Grounded post-apocalyptic rebuild. A world to rebuild, not just a ruin to loot.

Only in FeraliaThe stead loop, and burial law. Your settlement is the score — every salvage run comes home as walls, wells, a still, a burial ground kept right. And the funeral is survival: every corpse rises unless it is put down properly, so gravecraft is a skill, the testing rite is law, and a town that gets sloppy breeds its own horde. No magic anywhere — a razor, a kit, fire and a clear head.

Who stands with you

Hounds that smell the Fever before any test, oxen and horses that pull the wagons, and companions who hold the doorway beside you. Win their loyalty and their own story becomes part of the stead’s.

Where your loyalties lie

The Compacts are the thin, paid-for lifelines between small lights — the Wain-Roads caravans, the Line’s rail-keepers, the Circuit’s walking healers, the Quiet Ground’s burial-keepers. Join one for rank and standing — or deal with the powers that take instead of build.

Your own patch of the green

Claim a stead and grow it: fields and a fuel-still (petrol is gone — fuel is brewed from the harvest), a dead-belt cleared around the wall, a raised granary, a burner truck the whole town is proud of.

A world always in motion

Seasons change how the dead move — winter slows them, the thaw wakes them, and some years a whole valley’s dead drift like weather. Fever years, cult councils, a warlord’s flag on the horizon: the clocks keep turning, and the Numb keeps asking what surviving cost you.

It only deepens the longer you stay: play one hero for as long as you like — bonds, gear, a family and a holding all keep growing, the gamemaster keeps inventing new foes, treasures and places, and your whole saga is yours to keep and share.

And it plays for keeps: a fight you lose is a fight you lost. You can wind the story back — but crossing back over a lost fight spends a rare token the world sells only a few of, so it is a real decision and not a reload. Around that: what you carry is weighed, a night away from a roof eats a ration, breaking off from a fight gives your enemies their swing, and a camp in the open is exposed. You will not be made to shop for any of it — your gamemaster restocks you in town and spends your coin to do it, and every penny shows in the journal. None of it can be switched off, which is what makes the numbers worth anything.

And none of it has to be solo — invite your friends and they join your table on their own screens, build their own characters, and play free.

Free

Everything to play

The full free roster, whichever world you pick: real combat and rests, the living map with fog of war, and the companion viewer. The world itself is never cut down — every region, quest and level of it is yours free. Up to three campaigns across all worlds.

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Premium

€6.99 / month

The full premium roster in every world, engine-enforced multiclassing wherever a world lets you take a second calling, hosting multiplayer for your friends, and unlimited campaigns — the same honest engine the free game runs, just with more to play. Cancel anytime, your saves are kept safe, ready the moment you return.

Connect

Add one connector, once, and sign in.

Add the address below as a custom MCP connector in your AI app — it works in Claude, ChatGPT or Gemini (any MCP-capable client). In Claude that is Settings → Connectors → Add custom connector; ChatGPT and Gemini have the same add-a-connector spot in their settings. This single link covers every game you will ever play — you never add another. The first time you open it you sign in with Google or Discord, then make your character: build it yourself in the character builder — every choice validated live, then into a game in one click — or just say “Start a new game” and let the gamemaster walk you through it in chat. Either way, you are playing in minutes.

https://lorewend.app/mcp/lorewend

See a live example → a real character, map and journal — nothing to set up.

FAQ

Questions, answered.

What is lorewend?

lorewend is an AI gamemaster for tabletop RPGs. The AI improvises a living world while a rules engine enforces every number — dice, hit points, money, abilities — so the story always plays fair. Pick your world: classic fantasy on the full 5e SRD, a cyberpunk sprawl, gothic horror, heroic space opera, sword & sorcery, post-apocalyptic survival, and on Premium the high fantasy of the journey and the hidden academies of magic — each its own adventure. It runs inside the AI you already pay for, with no API keys.

I have never played a tabletop RPG. Can I still play?

Yes — lorewend is made for players who have never done this before. You do not need to know any rules, buy any books, or learn special commands. You just say what your character does in plain words — “I search the room”, “I try to talk my way past the guard”, “I draw my sword” — and the gamemaster tells you what happens, while the engine quietly handles the dice and the numbers for you. Never rolled a die in your life? You will not even notice a rulebook. Played for years? The depth is all still there. Pick a world, make a character in a few clicks, and start.

How do I play 5e with AI?

Add lorewend as a custom MCP connector in your AI app (Claude, ChatGPT, Gemini, or any app that supports MCP, the standard way AI apps plug in extra tools). Sign in, pick a world, make a character, then just say what you want to do in plain words: the AI tells the story and the engine handles the rules. Classic 5e fantasy is one of eight worlds — you can also play cyberpunk, gothic horror, space opera, sword & sorcery, post-apocalyptic survival, or (on Premium) The Long Road’s high-fantasy journey and The Arcanum’s hidden academies of magic, each its own kind of adventure.

Which AI assistants work with lorewend?

Any AI client that supports custom MCP connectors. Claude (desktop and web) is the smoothest today; ChatGPT, Gemini, and other MCP-capable assistants work the same way as their MCP support rolls out.

Can I switch to a different AI, or open a new chat, and keep the same story?

Yes. Your whole campaign — the story, your character, the map, every fact and promise — lives in lorewend’s engine as your private save, not in the chat window. So you can close the chat and come back days later, open a brand-new window, or even point a different assistant at lorewend (Claude one day, ChatGPT the next) and it picks up exactly where you stopped. There is no special command and nothing to copy over: just connect that AI to lorewend and say something like “continue my game”, and the gamemaster loads your save, recaps the story so far, and carries on. Playing more than one world at once? It never guesses: it reads back the saves you have — the world, the character, and where you stood — and waits for you to pick. Even the AI reads the world from the engine, never from its own chat memory — so switching assistants or stepping away never loses a thing.

Can I play in my own language?

Yes. You talk to your AI in plain words, so the whole adventure - narration, characters, choices - happens in whatever language you speak: Spanish, German, Slovak, Japanese, anything your AI handles. The site and character sheet are written in English, but they are ordinary web pages, so a browser with built-in translation (Chrome, Edge, Safari) can render them in your language too. The story itself is always yours.

How much does lorewend cost?

Six of the eight worlds are free to play, and none of them is a trimmed-down version: a core set of races and roles, every class, and up to three campaigns across all worlds — in fantasy, that is four classic races and the full 5e SRD core. The remaining two, The Long Road and The Arcanum, are Premium worlds and open whole on Premium. Premium is €6.99 per month for those two, the premium races and roles in the other six (Half-Elf and Half-Orc in fantasy), engine-enforced multiclassing wherever a world lets you take a second calling, and unlimited campaigns. Because it runs on your own AI subscription, there are no API fees.

Does the AI make up the rules?

No. The AI narrates the story, but a rules engine is the only thing allowed to touch your numbers. Dice, hit points, gold, spell slots, and combat are all engine-enforced — prose is canon, math is law.

Why does my AI keep asking for permission during the game?

That is your AI app’s safety net for connectors, not a fault in the game. The 30-second fix: open the connector settings (Settings → Connectors → lorewend → Tool permissions) and switch the group to Always allow — the game has just ten tool families, one dropdown covers them all, forever. Or simply press Enter on each prompt during your first minutes (“Always allow” is the default button; each tool asks only once, ever). The upside of the model: you can SEE every moment the AI touches the dice — nothing happens to your character silently.

Reading in another language? Your browser can translate lorewend. In Chrome or Edge, choose Always translate to keep every page in your language.