Sneaky bastards, the lot of them
When a situation calls for more than Soma, but less than Nerve Stapling, there's Lybrium
A look at slums and shanty towns in the Cosmic Era
Gotta have dat juice!
Golgotha, Shadowrunner and notorious Juicer
It's not who we are, it's what we do
Not all armor is created the same, some is made from sterner stuff, others, not so much.
A moonsteel armlet set with diamonds
A rare male only Imbrian armor
Armor and accessory set worn by the guards of the Imbrian Royal Palace and the Lunar Temples
The Knights of Imbria are most commonly seen in artwork bearing their famous, or infamous heart shaped escutcheons
A destroyed Kingdom of the Moon, Imbria was lost and it's flotsam of debris rained down on Earth. Among the treasures of shattered Imbria were it's Ancient Swords
They're doing it, they're really doing it
One of the largest objects in Low Earth Orbit
Meta Level submission about the nature of conflict in the Cosmic Era.
Better known as the Ghost Suit
The best example of space designed power armor
An uncommon, but visually dramatic body modification in the Cosmic era
A stylistic writing challenge
A common light mech of the Atlantic Federation
Light personal armor worn in the Cosmic Era, the intermediate between flak jackets and ballistic plate and full powered combat armor
A PC Conjurer or summoner, basically any mage whose sole purpose in life is summoning creatures to aid in battles and various situations, is cursed with a hex, and needs to find a way to undo the curse...before he goes mad, or his fellow PCs throw him out of the party, or worse.
Everything he/she summons, never goes away. So you'll have to figure out what the heck to do with that dire bear or fire elemental once it's done fighting the orcs for you. Eventually a caravan of bizarre creatures either annoyingly ends up following the summoner around, or they go off to cause mayhem elsewhere. Bad news for the poor spell-caster regardless.