In the world of Delta Factor, not every battle takes place between costumed superhumans, or holds the fate of the world in the balance.
Hailing from a long line of brewers, Stout has given up the life of the beer-maker for the life of the Adventurer-Upon-Return
Do not meddle in the affairs of wizards... -- Gildor, via J R R Tolkien
Sometimes what begins as a Fairy Tale can end in misery. The tale of Celsia Frostblossom is testament to this.
You think the zombies are bad? Wait till you meet their masters!
Honor is in the Eye of the Beholder
This isn't the comics
A miserable little pile of secrets? No, where did you get that idea? Join the scholar Matteus Carter as he unveils the secrets of an ancient dwarven poem.
A model of efficiency and effectiveness, also a model of horror in the Cosmic era
A charitable organization that might have a darker side.
In the place where Atheus lies, there are three separate planes, three realms for the intrepid to explore. One of these is Congeria, land of the demons. The home of darkness, the mount of Chaos, Evil's Playpen, all of these are names drawn up by the Atheian peoples.
As is the norm for cases such as these, they could not be further from the truth.
Aging Queen Seeking Her Successor
The second of three star fighters launched by the Oraki immediately after the war with the Word of Creation, the Wasp is a short-flight, non atmospheric fighter designed for heavy firepower and survivability.
Aircraft vanished from the skies, and it changed the way war would be fought for over three centuries.
Written in support of the Flight of Retribution, a Cosmic Era splatbook
The first of the space superiority vehicles to be launched by the newly independant Oraki after the war with the Word of Creation, the Spinner is an inexpensive vehicle, designed for high mobility and simple maintaince. Meanwhile, a single idea drives the entirety of it's armarment; that the only difference between a rocket and a particle beam is the opening.
An ancient pocket watch grants its possessor sway over time itself, granted, at heavy price.
You find a dusty violin on a stand in the next room. Through the grime of the years, you can tell that it is of excellent make. Perhaps someone can put it to good use? An instrument is meant to be played, after all...
The Baleful Eyes hang in the space lanes near the Sanctuary of the Oraki, standing ever-watchful vigil in the name of their safety. The first to sense, the first to see, they are a lynchpin of the world's defense.
A close quarters combat weapon, and one of the more vicious ways to ruin someone's day
at a place were magic gathers, for what ever reason, the trees of this place produce fruit that is filled with magic energies . these fruits when eaten cause different effects. much like the potion a wizard makes.