Hailing from a long line of brewers, Stout has given up the life of the beer-maker for the life of the Adventurer-Upon-Return
A model of efficiency and effectiveness, also a model of horror in the Cosmic era
Aircraft vanished from the skies, and it changed the way war would be fought for over three centuries.
Written in support of the Flight of Retribution, a Cosmic Era splatbook
A close quarters combat weapon, and one of the more vicious ways to ruin someone's day
Those of the bare chin, the clan of the wolverine, they who walked away from the mountain.
Incarceration in the Cosmic Era, adjustable for futuristic and dystopian settings
'You don't step into the ring with Ali because you think you can box.
When parapsychic abilities began manifesting, martial artists found that their discipline from years of training provided them with the acumen and ability to channel and control the unexpected powers that now flowed from their fingertips.
Incomplete and unlikely to be finished.
The CogNet might be policed by sentient programs and controlled by artificially intelligent super computers, but it is built on top of millions of organic memory cores that function as its host.
I have attempted several articles about the mecha of the Cosmic Era, and all of them have either died in development hell or were simply deleted. This, I hope, will be the one that I see through to the finish.
Just what it says on the tin.
The Vitralara are an artificially created race. Despite accomplishing everything they were intended to do, the Mages of Banqua al'Zed consider the experiment a failure.
collection of terms used in the Cosmic Era not large enough to warrant their own submissions.
The home base of the mighty mech
The electromagnetic adaptive camouflage system
The California of the Cosmic Era, Turkey
Blurring the line between exoskeletons and cybernetic augments, the D9 is unfavorably comparable to the Chemical Augmentation System.
The panic inducing robotic shock troopers of the Cosmic Era.
AutoMedon – A mechanical poet of renown not for his vast catalog of poetry, but for his complete lack of anything written or spoken, having had no output in his programmed profession. His creator is unknown or at least unaccredited, and there are those in great number in the artistic world who wonder and marvel at his inability to produce poetry, crediting that flaw to his creator who is unknown or at least un-credited. There is also a small faction of scholars who believe that when he finally, finally speaks, it will be the most beautiful or sorrowful verse ever spoke or will ever be spoken. Whether his creator is among either group or dead is unknown. AutoMedon sits alone under a tin roofed enclosure, upon a stone chair, with his gaze off in the distant as if thinking.
“It’s strange to look at this mechanical man and think what thoughts are working through its’ workings or even if the damn thing is” – Aralis of Qurim, poet and pottery salesman