The Pacific Rim coalition is one of the New Earth Governments of the Cosmic Era
A cultural phenomenon born from the warrior poet ideal of the Samurai adopted into the mainstream of society
Human Interaction and Relations Robot, female appearance
Also known as Chromatics, polychromes, rainbow people, or smurfs
The amazon brigade successfully rescued that bachsel in distress
Programs, HoloFeeds, and S3 Sims from the Cosmic Era
Not all magic items are for humans. Rewrite of my original and premiere submission, Horse Brass
100 word submission, rumors from the Burning Lands, south of Abodroc
100 word submission. Rumors of the lands sounds of Abodroc
Based off of the Rubik's Cube, the Emote Cube is a banned piece of arcanotechnology
The UCC is a medium sized corporation that is slowly but surely growing to become a global powerhouse. It is deeply invested in legal, paramilitary, and criminal activities, and is composed entirely of clones.
I have a group of characters I have started using in my home game, and thought I would share some of them with the Citadel
The Sperry-Colt 7.5 cm automatic rifle, standard weapon of battlemechs for the Atlantic Federation
One of the events regularly overlooked in the history of the Cosmic Era is the Population Contraction that was concurrent with the Second Dark Age.
Molk Peruda is encountered by the PCs on the second day of their journey west from the salt-choked port of Quyn, as they prepare to explore the jungle.
He appears a gaunt, wolfish man, with matted, dark hair that sprouts from his head in dreadlocks, contrasting with his well-oiled, blue-black, conical beard. His eyes are hidden ebon shards beneath thick arching brows, his nose, crooked, long, and reminiscent of a snout. His mouth is a thin, dark line, his teeth unseen even when he parts his lips to speak.
His skin is the color of tallow, surprising perhaps for a renowned jungle guide, yet his natural helm of dreads and the jungle's canopy keeps the sun from bronzing his originally pale flesh. On his back are tattooed three women from the waist up, side-by-side, each resembling the other but of different ages. This is a tattoo of Molk's mother, sister, and daughter. His wife (don't bring her up to him!) was killed by marauding Qullan years ago, and appears as her own tattoo on his broad but sunken chest.
His feet shockingly are turned around 180 degrees at the ankle, facing towards his back! A curse from a pernicious shaman. Molk walks feet backwards (he's used to it) and walks backwards, forwards. This can be very disconcerting and outright creepy to the PCs as he guides them through the rainforest.
Slung from his back is an archer's quarrel of treated wood carved to resemble a stalking leopard, in his hand a re-curved composite bow of horn and sinew, with a pair of vivid, red eyes, each one painted on the opposite side of the hand-grip. In a leather sheath at his belt, hangs a falchion, its pommel adorned with a curved bird's head and beak.
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The leading Megacorp of the Atlantic Federation