Programs, HoloFeeds, and S3 Sims from the Cosmic Era
Session 10 won't get a summary due to lack of action. NOW WITH BONUS SESSION 12 ACTION!
Stuff happened. Now I have plotting to do.
My players continue to do things instead of infiltrating the party...
Things get seedy
A short fiction
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.
With Morano kidnapped, how will the players go about protecting Reginald?
Everyone's got a story, and I'm tired of hearing them!
Many roleplays are set in a world where much of the land is held by barons and other nobles serving under the King or Queen. Sometimes the PCs may need to meet these nobles to ask for help in their Quest, at other times they may be caught for breaking the law and end up with their lives in his hands. Yet nobles are different;some may be good people who care for those underneath them and are loved in return, others may be unpleasent tyrantts hated and feared by their underlings, and still others a bit of both. With this in mind I present thirty nobles
The second session is where the fun begins.
The Cosmic Era setting operates on a number of different levels of engagement.
One day a a wind begins to blow out of the West. The next day it gets stronger. And stronger still the next few days. Eventually (and fortunately), the speed of the wind tops out at a steady fifty miles an hour, but continues to blow. Soon an entire kingdom is wondering why it's not abating. The weather mages deem it unnatural but can't seem to banish or control it. The priests of various faiths claim it's divine. The End-Of-Days crowd is having a field day with their predictions of doom. No one knows why the gale persists. When inquiring with neighboring kingdoms, it seems they too suffer from a persistent western mistral. Eventually the populace begins to adapt to living with a twenty four hour a day wind. Always from the West, and perpetual. What could be causing this? A raging Elemental king? a curse from the gods? an unearthed artifact? Or has Nature itself gone haywire?