The lost story of the pommel stones.
What does it mean to be Innocent? The flowers seem to know...
Captain Aubrey surveyed the deck of the captured sloop. He was amazed that such well run ship could crewed by such a motley gang of men. He turned to the doctor and wondered, "No man is born into piracy. What were these many fellows before they took up the black flag? Surely they can not all share the same story."
Worshippers of Josslander take no small actions
"I knew Lwausf would be angry when we banished him, but I didn't see the whole undead-bearman-projectile thing coming. Looking back it was kind of inevitable. "
Prince Gorim, Lord of the Mounatian Hall at Silverspike
On an Alien World where life last 100s of years and memories only a decade, a cult has arisen that defines truth only as what is under the sun.
The legacy of the NACA was not a curbing of corporate power, but a wave of mystically trained youth without any corporate attachments suddenly on the streets.
If you were to wander the Spiked Sea today this is one of the movers and shakers you might meet.
The food of the Gods: specifically a bitter sappy God.
Where Gods go to Grieve
A mail order tank, interstellar war, the engines of galactic commerce and nostalgia.
A story about a young Dwarf, the girl he met and the Goddess he insulted.
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Beard grooming is a life-long process divided between two schools of thought: harsh mineral treatments or more the natural approach. The popular naturalist approach requires beard-spiders that live off lice, fleas and other small insects.
Hi Ho, Hi Ho....not included
All dwarves in the Ven mountains are familiar with this simple game. Though elaborate and colorful game board have been craft, the game is simple enough that you could out line a board in the dirt and play with four handfuls of stones.
EPB: when a computer program goes off the reservation and starts having feelings.
A 100-word piece of Sci-fi minutia
As gamers we have done the western with laser pistols, six shooters and steam tech. Shadow run alone has covered more noir ground than MGM did between 1945 and 1955. I hope we managed the horror genre well, and the murder mystery almost always sneaks its way into our campaigns. But do we always know we are doing it? Can genre sit right in front of us an yet go undefined? I think it has happened and a speculative fiction genre of all things.
Decepticon Military Scientist ca 1987
“Space farming ain’t like jumping through hyperspace boy! You got have patience, lots of water and thousands of kilometers of tubing.”
A 100-word piece of Sci-fi minutia
Forsht Bligo is a dwarf who loves the taste of blood. He's become quite the connoisseur over the years. Pigs blood, sheeps blood, cow's blood, if it's red and warm, Forsht considers it a delicacy. The fresher and hotter the better. Forsht will often sneak up on cattle, prick them with his dagger, and catch the flowing blood in his orc-skull drinking cup. His life goal is to taste the blood of every living animal. Although he has not yet sampled humanoid blood, he is not averse to doing so if the right opportunity presents itself. He is not particularly unpleasant if approached and can be easily befriended. Its just that he simply can't get enough of the "Juice of Life", as he calls it. Forsht's troubles come in the form of frightened and angry villagers who have proclaimed the misunderstood dwarf a vampire. Since Forsht is amused by this, he does little to dissuade anyone. This will lead to some dicey situations for Forsht in the near future.