Quest - Steampunk
Any sort of steampunk at all from thaumatech to simple old-fashioned steamtech.
Wind up your imaginations and start the kettle boiling!
15XP for each submission with 100XP for 1st and 50XP for second.
"If the radiance of a thousand suns were to burst at once into the sky, that would be like the splendor of the mighty one. Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds…."
J. Robert Oppenheimer
In the deep of night, even the most jaded of criminals will look over their shoulders for the telltale scarlet glow of the steamwalkers.
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The grinding of gears in the dead of night is a precursor of an unforgiving danger. Survivors remember little, save the smell of metal and death.
Sturdy goggles with thick green lenses, and wires that lead to a battery of thaumic energy.
Odd little devices, almost ubiquitous in any city which relies on thaumatechnology.
A metal tube with a shiny red button just begging to be pressed; also a potent steamtech tool.
"Since I was issued with this rifle, it’s saved my life on more then one occasion. It’s the best weapon that I’ve ever been issued with." John Volkov, a private in the army of the De Madden Company.
Silent, accurate, and powerful, the cogwheel rifles serve as a potent alternative to standard firearms.
A rare, and often cantankerous weapon, the Gutbroiler is capable of cooking a man’s insides while they’re still inside them.
Most steam engines require vast quantities of coal and water. Dr. Farthing’s Fabulous Engine requires only the water that it will turn into steam, or so the good doctor says…
Machines powered by this battery can gain some interesting traits from their deceased co-worker, the Battery of the Damned.
"Okay, so I can’t run. But look at me jump!"
Aetherball: the only sport with a PSI rating.
"It’s important to remember, when dealing with the clockfolk, that they only LOOK like toys."
The only son of Dr. Nicholas Farthing, Ironwing has dedicated himself to the destruction of his father’s Fabulous Engine.
The Maelstrom is greatly feared by those who have to face it in combat, as they know that they could soon be destined for Davy Jones’s Locker…
Honored and cherished by the people of the Ragosi mountains, the Osaki have allowed them to retain their freedom in the face of those who would enslave them.
A Restorative item for machines
The followers of the mechanogod Whrrrm, those who could never have come about until the advent of steamtech.
As the world grows and changes, so to do the gods. One such creature is Verdichtung, Reaver of Steam.
Electro-Clockwork assassins of the Far East.
A material with strange physical properties that can be used for a variety of tasks.
Set of steam-lined gloves with in-built warming circuit.
The adventurer picked up the hilt, wondered where the blade was, and turned the handle with the hilt pointing towards his face. His screams of pain as the blade of steam cooked his face could be heard a long way away. He had just learned the hard way not to mishandle a Company Steamsword.
"It was as if, for a heartbeat, the world awoke, and lashed out in rage at those who disturbed it."
Known as the Plateau of Dread, the desert where the civilization of the Thauns once shimmered is now a wasteland battled over by immortal tyrants.
A unique order of monks suitable for any steam punk setting.
A ambitious cook who uses steam technology and a love for all things edible to make the world a tastier place.
"...I’ll be damned if I go within a league of the Girders. Death is there on eight damn legs clicking and chugging away." Ex-salvager Tim McClanny
With a twitch of the leg and the push of a button; Houston’s boots emitted a massive amount of steam and he was sent headlong into the air.
There are a myriad of trains that run on the ley lines all through Vallermoore, delivering passengers and goods to their destinations, but they all have to give way by Law when the Royal War Train comes through.