There exists, within the interdimensional realm known as "Muir", a most holy city; a city of Gods, a city of Legends, a city with Dark Secrets.
A survey of past and present space farers gives us a list of the 30 most common and or memorable small star ships encountered across the frontiers of human occupied space.
The Anunnaki are a secret society in the Cosmic Era
A record of the origin of the Realm, the gods who've played the biggest role in its development, and the mortals and immortals who have lived there. Part of my main setting, first introduced in Primal Essence, Primals, and the Creation of the Realms.
(Fair warning, this is a longer one. For your convenience I've divided it into 2 parts. Here's the second.)
An origin story for the main setting I build in. There are aspects missing, and certain things need proper names. In addition, there are related topics I'll write about in other, related submissions, and the whole setting has a 'phase 2' (or sequel setting) in a hypothetical future where certain, massively world-changing events take place. I'll list related submissions at the bottom, as clickable links.
In the middle of summer a small town is beset by a blizzard that enshrouds it in a blanket of snow. The cause is unknown and all contact with the town is lost. The player characters are hired to investigate the town and put a stop to the blizzard if at all possible.
(An adventure written in the more rigid and hand holding "old school" style and quality level of original fantasy adventure modules from the early to mid 1980's)
The town of Silverfox Mill was a quiet place for many years, but this peaceful town has begun to unravel. The arrival of the Usury Guild drained the populace of their livelihood, forcing many into poverty, alcoholism, and prostitution. Complicating this trying time the town has recently lost its most beloved citizen, the wizard Osric Skanderbag. With his absence it seems the long-dead witch Anna has been raised to murder and poison, but this may be a front for more contemporary threats.
In the modern age a persona is indistinguishable from a person. They magnify what is within us, and what we bring out within others. It is a shared delusion powerful enough to claim a life of its own.
The dead rise up each night to honor the contract that gives them independence as they defend the shores of Oldport and the rest of Copslin Vale.
A list of thirty different dragon flavours, in no particular order, just waiting for your campaign to give them life. (although I really wanted to, you will find no "Tandoori Dragon" or "Barbecue Dragon" or "Egg Salad Dragon" here. Not that kind of 'flavour')
100 word challenge, Super Villain
To all space explorers, rogue traders and Federation colonisation and expeditionary force officers!
Thirty new alien species have been discovered. You are well-advised to inform yourselves, as to engage these entities correctly, without risk of harm to yourself or to the interests of Terra.
Ten of the described species are human in origin, yet modified to such a degree that they no longer need to be considered human.
Another ten are civilisation-building aliens competing with Terra for available space.
The final ten entries are remarkable life forms that display sapience, without using it to create civilisations. Caution is advised.
The Sea hides many secrets in its depths, here are 30.
A piece of an ancient way of life, a tool for a consummate hunter.
The team is the functional core of a story, and as such, team building is vital to the flow of the story.
A short tale, for when your bard needs a tale of adventure, romance, and tragedy.
Vecna's Order is both reviled, and revered. They trade in secrets and forbidden knowledge.
This is part of my series on deity organizations. Each organization is unique, fully built, well thought out, and adaptable to any campaign setting.
‘You are freed from all cares brothers and sisters! All worries! All need to toil and labour for the baron’s taxes, in the guild’s fields and for the peddler’s wares! All the drink you could ever need!’
Final words of an extremely drunk hedge conjurer by name of Oates Greenlock.
Enclosed in this document is the account of Mr. Johnathan Crewes, who was recently incarcerated in the Psychiatric Ward, of how he was driven insane. He shall be soon shipped to the St. Josephine Asylum for the Mentally Disturbed.
During a public holiday in the small town of Wyrmbersch, the Mayor is accidentally killed by a statue which falls from the roof of the Town Hall. As shocked spectators crowd around the body, they discover that the Mayor, at the moment of death, shape-shifted into a squat, stunted humanoid figure, it's grey skin dominated by bony ridges and lumps. How long was the Mayor an imposter? And who else in the town isn't what they seem to be?