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.
Bishop O'hara is having a rough time after his recent trip to hell... (Violent Content, discretion advised)
The ruined city of Oldport, destroyed nearly 200 years ago during a violent raid from the sea. During the day, a desolated skeleton of what once a thriving port city. During the night, magical splendor causes the city to regain its former glory and the dead rise to continue their lives.
While reading his great-grandfather’s memoirs, Kevin realizes someone is watching his flat. What’s Jenny involved him in this time?
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')
Born in 1969, just a few weeks after the Apollo 11 mission landed on the moon, Ike Rust's adult life became, in itself, a giant leap for mankind. However, it was not a leap mankind was willing to make with him.
At his great-grandfather’s funeral, Kevin Baxter meets an old friend, bearing a gift. She called it his great-grandfather’s legacy....
In the world of Delta Factor, everyone knows the first Delta appeared on September 11, 2001, when he saved the World Trade Center from a terrorist attack. There have been thousands of
Expressions since then, but Jacob ‘Polaris’ Richter was unquestionably the first.
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.
Ancient stone guardians of a fallen empire that have watched the world form, fall, and reform over the millenniums.
Breakdown of large civilian craft in the Cosmic Era
The Admiral of the Fleet, an exemplary commander, peerless in skill, ruthless in execution.
Also happens to be a 14 year old girl.
It's always the creepy little kids
A mad scientist, a cyborg, a visionary, a man of god
The legacies of a pre-human civilization in the Cosmic Era
The Glassenheim Foundation is a relict of the Petroleum Era, a technological hold out and a holder of terrible secrets.
Over the course of my time as an operative I have developed relationships with several individuals in an effort to diversify the skills available to me. Some in my profession call them assets, I prefer to think of them as associates.
The Sea hides many secrets in its depths, here are 30.
Starting at the end, part of a seven section submission series.
A piece of an ancient way of life, a tool for a consummate hunter.
The Lost March is a large collection of elephant rafts. The lost march never reached its destination and instead was pulled out to sea. The elephants on the raft eventually starved to death, littering the large wooden carpet with their bones and bird picked hides. While sailors with an eye for gold can salvage the tusks of the bull elephant for a hefty price, the raft is haunted by the spectral ghosts of the pod of elephants and they appear after nightfall and attack and kill anyone trespassing on their raft