Some People are just born bad
When wars have to be fought, these are the grunts of the army who do the hard fighting and risk their limbs and their lives in the battle line where the real danger is.
When drunks, thugs and general idiots cause trouble in the bars, taverns and dance halls someone needs to chuck them out.
Those magnificent men, in their flying machines...some of them air cadets, others who are long-toothed veterans of war in the air.
Thirty naval officers to sail the seven seas, salty sea dogs all. Some are explorers, some are traders, and others are out on missons of conquest.
A remarkable pilot in the Atlantic Federation Aerospace Force, the Cosmic Era incarnation of Audie Murphy
also known as a clanker, metal dog, trash can
Seven naval commanders with the power of life and death over their men when at sea. Theirs is a lonely post, as they are responsible for their men and the ship that they sail in. Some are legally appointed, others are mutineers with not much to lose.
As an R34 (remora) Col. Inoue leads mecha into battle. She does this without the benefit of a mecha of her own, instead relying on her own feet and a high power rifle.
Immortality can be achieved in many ways, freetext Friday "robot"
30 comic book inspired residents, honorary or otherwise of New Themyscira
A corporate Alpha Strike team
One of the more notorious and infamous shadowrunners of the Cosmic Era
Cheka Man's original 30 Generals led me to thinking, and so I've a few more for the till ...
Because I freaking can.
A first generation supersoldier program, Dynamo Atlas was a success, and there are still a good number of these 'titans' alive and active
A bloodthirsty band of brutal barbarian brigands, baneful and bleak in bearing. Beware!
“A kill within every ten steps,
Not leaving traces within a thousand miles,
Dusting off one’s clothes and leaving after the deed,
Hiding one’s presence and name deep.”
~ Excerpt from Li Bai’s “The Verse of the Wandering Swordsman”
My take on Dracula for my 1640's Demon Hunting Game
While traversing the tractless deserts of Shezmu, the pc's come across a travelling caravan led by Vual, the Demon-Camel, the Lord of Lust, the Thrice-Humped...Vual is cursed to only be able to assume one form outside the Abyss, that of a rather large, golden-skinned three-humped camel,with a frog-like, black, barbed tongue......
Vual is the demonic manifestation of Lust...his followers, a cult of truly disturbed individuals, engage in bizarre orgies, travelling the desert towns, "entertaining" the desert folk with their perverse antics...
Vual's Rapture is what the cultists call their monthly festival, where they perform perverse rites to honor Vual...ofcourse folk come from great distances to witness the festivals, despite themselves, and the Cult of Vual welcomes all...
Surprisingly for such a hideous creature, Vual has the power to beguile and charm with his magical voice. His voice will always sound to pcs as the voice of the person they most desire...his followers also gain this ability slowly over time...
When the pc's meet with Vual, he tries to seduce them into joining his cult. If for whatever reason the pc's resist..well then... Vual would probably kill them for sport, as a lesson for those who "resist Vual's love"....