A mythical tale in wide circulation within the Dragon Empire about the Dragon, one of the First, and its Nine Off-springs
An uncommon, but visually dramatic body modification in the Cosmic era
A list of Parapsychic powers that have physical manifestations
In which more methods are expounded by which one may refine a dungeon to more sublime levels of confusion.
This isn't nonsense--this is logic!
30 wierd, wonderful and wacky wedding customs for your worlds.
A system of rune making, allowing for various effects.
"What a pretty place momma." "Yes it was made by the Divine One Chrysani as she died."
Commoners in the Goddess Forest
"Checkmate." The crowd looked with awe. The best player in the world beaten second turn. How was it possible.
Hizeel playing chess champion in the 3rd century
"Kolou, oh mighty Divine One I ask of thee to grant me strength in the upcoming battle. To have the strength to stare fear in the eyes and charge courageously into battle."
Following the conclusion of the Human Genome Project, and the 2nd Human Genome project, it was just a matter of time and funding before human cloning not only became possible, but a profitable
A technique that craftsmen use for creating the masterpiece of their lives (100 word submisson)
100-word Placeholder God submission no 2
From Innsmouth to Cthulhutech, a common phrase is “non-Euclidean architecture”. But what is it, and how can it be included in your games in a way that is interesting and fun?
A fairly blunt, systemic look at The Shattering. For flowery prose, look elsewhere ;)
What most people call aliens and monsters are usually extra-dimensional creatures.
Time is measured for most by the events that are both constant and special. "How many Christmas's ago was that?" It should be no different for Halflings.
A twisted zombiepocalypse creates a new holiday season.
"Fear not this new night, my brothers, the terrors of an everlasting darkness are as nothing when compared to the darkness in Man's heart. For, who among you knows what Man might do when Hunger sleeps in his bed and Famine is his child's only playmate?" --Prelude
It seemed like a great place to camp. The clearing was good sized and sheltered from the wind. The brook just a few feet away. There is a natural hallow to keep the horses.
Then the night came.
It was like it became a different place. The temperature dropped. The wind, which does not seem to disturb cloth, almost cuts through you like an arctic wind. No one can sleep, as the soft ground has turned hard. The horses are uneasy. The Bats are flying over and stopping in the trees.
And then there is the eyes. There are glowing eyes just inside the tree line watching your group. The mages and clerics can detect nothing, but there is still something there.
(yet there is nothing at all... The Darkness will do nothing unless the players do something to it. And even then it will all seem to be a conincidence.)
Of course, in the morning, it all becomes sweet and light.