Time manipulation has a special place in the realm of the supernatural. It offers endless possibilities and limitless power, but because of this can easily become game-breaking, create onerous repetition, or cause excessive confusion. This post has taken special care to present chrono-themed special abilities that play well with others and mesh with the role-playing format, all while still presenting a new collection of choices and mechanics to explore.
A shape assembly puzzle that can be inserted into any cask/door/wall in a dungeon
Outtakes from the duo's many travels beyond the Polished Sea, cataloging some of the stranger creatures they encountered.
An ancient Chinese string instrument (guqin being the actual term) adapted to a fantasy setting
A horrific device only employed by the most black hearted of magic users.
Thief, murderer, mercenary, criminal boss and general pox on humanity.
Inspired by Ulysses Klaue
An overview of various ranking system in ancient China (main sources used come from the Chinese version of Wiki)
All the advantages of a hive mind, without all the horrible world and society destroying disadvantages of a hive mind, a sort of compromise if you will.
A Revised and improved collection of scallywags, scoundrels, and nautical ne'er do wells.
There exists, within the interdimensional realm known as "Muir", a most holy city; a city of Gods, a city of Legends, a city with Dark Secrets.
"By the Winter of 182 AR, Emperor Vezimmir's rule in Tiberia was almost complete. With shrewd diplomacy and ruthless military insight, he had decimated the Eturian Empire by first breaking a deal with Rollo, Warlord of the Vesi, to invade Datia. Most of Eturia's armies were off West fighting the Adamantians alongside the Drysians. However, to ensure that Datia never received aid from Eturia, Vezimmir orchestrated with the Reavers of Oskaria to descend upon Eturia's poorly defended coastal cities. It comes as no surprise that, with the fall of the Eturian Empire, her lands were in no shape to deny the Emperor's rule."
"Riversheart! Center of Civilization, of the Holy Empire! Long may that City reign supreme!"
Jarden Ruthpole, drunk peddler
"Who would expect a commoner from a land that had once rejected the Son of the Light and the Holy Empire to become the next heir to the draconic essence of Traghen?"
William Dashaw, Lord Scribe to the Illyrian Court.
"I watched my family burn. I kill men with the tools of my father's trade. He created. I destroy. That is a gift the Light chose me to bear. Think well you before you pray to the Light for gifts."
Chosen of the Essence of Traghen, High Lord of Barbarus, Keeper of Sentinel, Wielder of the Soulhammer.
Priest of a death goddess
An awesome demon illustration by Jack Holliday which was used in our art quest.
Even evil gets lonely.
German zeppelin corps commander Peter Strasser explaining that those who provide the materials of war are just as dangerous as those that fight the wars.
A survey of past and present space farers gives us a list of the 30 most common and or memorable small star ships encountered across the frontiers of human occupied space.
The Anunnaki are a secret society in the Cosmic Era
A wild species, vinus homophagus, more akin to sea-grape rather than the terrestrial variety, is not a monster despite its fanciful name. The grapes, a deep purple color when in bloom, and oozing dewdrops of perspiration, like the most prized and delectable of drinking wine grapes, do however deserve their moniker. Wine made from this fruit, is deadly to most humanoids, as is the raw berry, if plucked and eaten from the vine. It is the unnatural chemical concoction found within the fruit’s tart skin, which gives the man-eating grape its name. The chemical stew found inside each berry, functions as a necrotic agent, the same as found in some species of venomous snakes. The grapes literally eat the victim from the inside out, via cell death, dissolving organs and flesh in quick succession.
The tribes of Pra-Oohk Crater, from the jungles of Ghlush are known to sell the fermented “wine” of this grape to merchants of distant lands. Sadly, the taste of the concoction is divine when first quaffed, and even worse, the man-eating grape wine will never detect as poisonous via mundane means, its horrid natures somehow masking all attempts. Luckily the man-eating grapes are extremely rare, and endemic to humid jungles.