A semi mobile fortress placed in the mouths of rivers, bays, and other bodies of water up to several miles off shore
A peculiar sort of horror, a mockery of terrestrial biology
One of the more terrible black treasures held in the vaults of the Atlantic Federation, the mutilated torso of a still living infested auton
The Promethean Faction believes in the integration of man and machine, specifically the placing of brains in robot bodies.
It's not enough to be GeneFixxed, everyone has to know that you have the best GeneFixxing possible. The best way to do that is to have it visible.
That's why VendiGeneticia has released it's GeneBrand technology. Customers have the choice of nine different brandings, from the subtle VG brand discretely placed at the customer's request, to the deluxe armband, to the VG enthusiast skin mosaic, popular among our artiste community.
The common Dragon is seen as a Monster and a Beast; whether that is true or not, is an entirely different matter.
PCs one way or another often end up disturbing tombs and barrows and robbing graves. So what might they find there?
Sometimes it is not wise to carry a weapon. Noble dignitaries can’t very well bring a sword to negotiate with a rival family, an assassin cannot walk into a public event with daggers on his belt and a priest with a dangerous past cannot risk his position in the church by carrying a dangerous weapon. However, that doesn’t mean that carrying a weapon is not necessary. The following is a list of seemingly mundane items that contain a deadly, hidden blade.
A highly banned and controversial substance in the Cosmic Era
Satyrian, commonly known as the Satyr.
Collection of Arcane rings
The Cervitaur was originally created out of a now extinct roe deer.
The Neko, or Cat-Girl; as they are also known as.
The name was chosen, in order to disassociate from the cosplay Cat Girl of Batman.
Commonly an Inn worker, serving and entertaining at the Inn.
Member of the Pain Technicians' Guild, originally created by the ruler of the old Empire.
With no given form, she can take on the persona of choice at will.
The dark selection of Daggers
Collection of guild daggers.
Where the rule of law is seen as being absent, weak, or too oppressive to want, and crime of all kinds flourishes, sooner or later people will take the law into their own hands and become vigilantes. Here are seven such gangs.
The weapons and methodology of close quarters combat in an era of spaceships, giant robots, and parapsychic powers.
The Jiangsi was the name of an undead being in Chinese folklore and mythology. Usually translated as zombie or vampire for Western palates, the Jiangsi was really neither. They appeared as simply risen, fresh corpses. They moved (peculiarly!) by hopping rather than walking, and sought out the living to suck the Qilife force from their victims.
Perhaps significantly more interesting than the Jiangsi itself, was the lore surrounding them. "Zombie wranglers", or "Corpse Herders", usually Daoist priests, were men tasked with delivering these undead beings back to their respective home towns. Tradition in China placed great importance and emphasis on the return of the dead to their homes and families, and thus the corpse herders came to be. By using magick words and talismans they would animate the dead, and by placing specially inscribed parchments of paper over the Jiangsi heads and faces, the corpse herders would be able to control the hopping corpses. Then like pied pipers, they would lead processions of subdued undead, across many miles, rhythmically chanting and ringing tiny bells.
Special inns were built across China to house these undead caravans, as the zombies could only travel by evening and night, the sun anathema to them. Rows of doors opening to barely a closet-space, lined the walls of these special establishments. Behind these doors, the corpses would be stored upright while the corpse herders rested in rooms.
The Jiangsi under the control of a corpse herder were quite harmless, merely hopping after him, silently and without complaint, for weeks and months. If however, the magicked parchment would somehow be removed from their faces, the creatures would immediately seek living humans to kill. Their thirst for Qi was unquenchable.
The job of a corpse herder was an interesting one to say the least.