The Knotworker is a retired guildmaster, who's true name once instilled fear in merchants and travellers far and wide. His infamous career ended when he was cursed by the priests of Tupu the Metal-Mind, after the Knotworker brazenly attempted to rob the treasury of the Smiths' god. Now, the Knotworker is a living pretzel. A man of misshapen and twisted limbs. Unable to work his trade, constantly in pain, and sadly, no longer able to command respect from subordinates, the Knotworker has found a new niche. He is the giver of advice and answerer of queries. His booth is empty and featureless. The Knotworker is the Dear Abby of the Black Market. Thieves from all walks of life, stop here to ask the Knotworker questions. Any question...from the best way to pick a particular lock, to shipping lanes schedules, to the whereabouts of some specific item, the Knotworker is well-respected and sought out often, for he has truly become a font of all information, treasured by thieves. The Knotworker will answer any question to your satisfaction, or he'll return your coin! But its a gold coin per question, so dont waste his time.
Whats not to like. These are useful items. Love the Giant Tiger-Riders of Praxis! Deserving of their own seperate entry! Nice details (spooling knot design, different from shamanistic magic, etc) Go to Comment
Manfred- I always enjoy your reviews. You don't just comment on any given piece per se. You immediately expand the submission in your mind and start "taking it places" Bravo! It made me edit the entry in order to provide one more vague and nebulous plot hook. Go to Comment
I discovered Awanggis in one of my old, ratty campaign notebooks. Some of you may like it, others may say I should have kept it in the notebook. :) Either way, I couldn't help myself. A bit of a (hopefully subtle) nod to HP Lovecraft I guess. Go to Comment
I was going to write a long brainy comment with lots of big words thrown in for effect, but let me just say...AWESOME!!! You take an organism and kick it up to the nth degree!! very good and very eeeevil!!
Just thought I'd include my favorite lines...
Transforming himself into a vast centipede, he fell upon Gagool and fought with great ferocity
When the agonized screams of the captive finally ceased, it would then wrap its tongue around his still vocal chords, and manipulating them, begin to speak to its supplicants in a shrieking wail so unlike the human voice that vocal chords had once made , making new demands that it expected them to fulfill.
Then, as they witnessed this morbid spectacle with hushed but enthralled joy, the Sahari would impregnate the nervous girl with its second tongue, this muscled organ depositing its thick,sludgy seed in her womb. Go to Comment
Great critter! Great detail! I have already made up an order of northern monks around the Burnbee. Bee-keepers of a sort. They sell the prized honey to southerners, and 'keep warm' during the harsh winters, by using the fifty or more bees method you describe. Fireleaf is great too btw! Go to Comment
This device was invented when Sir Leonard Skeffington was the lieutenant of the Tower of London. 'Scavanger' was a corruption of Skeffington. In Italy this was known as the 'cicogna' or "the stork".
Originally used as a bondage device to transport prisoners between two buildings-this device also caused painful cramping of the abdomen and rectum. The neck was placed inside a loop, the hands placed through smaller loops, and the legs stuck between two bars, with the feet locked into stirrups. This placed the prisoner into an uncomfortable fetal position, with the knees and hands drawn up to the chin. Any kind of significant movement was painfully impossible.
Variations existed, which allowed the torturer to slowly compress the distance between the knees and chin. This resulted in broken bones, througout the ribcage and spine. Go to Comment