A tree bearing sickening fruit, a thing of horror turning its victims into undead servants.

Where came the sickness, the shaman knew not. No herb, no smoke, no spirit dance could carry it away. What curse of heaven carried the plague, the sages and priests could not say. The gods struck, and no prayer, no elixir could save their victims. How the malaise spread, no doctor could know. With not even a body to spread the miasma, surely it must be a curse. And when at last, the right lenses were turned upon the pus of the suffering.  

A way to increase the danger of a monster through an unusual mechanic

A slowly growing bomb in the CogNet

A bit of fluff for your game

Monsters designed for O&D but could easily be used for other games. A bare bones Bestiary.

The were-cerberus is a horrific three headed werewolf, and it is a cursed creature

A wagon lays overturned on the forest road, bodies savaged by tooth and claw lay strewn about it, their weapons clean of blood, seemingly unused.

A lone man runs from an unseen threat, deeper into the forest, away from the grisly scene in the road. He stumbles, his foot having caught on a root. He lands hard, his lungs feel like lead. Panting, he comes to his knees. Two eyes of emerald light meet his, a low growl emanates from the beast, and his death is swift.

The best friend of pranksters, and informants.

oft eliciting nervous laughter, the Bikini Situation involves not bathing suit bottoms, but rather a problem that arose from the bottom of the Bikini atoll in the Pacific. It is a serious issue for the Pacific Rim Coalition.

Also known as the Splendid Forest Serpent, the Dragon of the Barrens, and the Keeper of the Mysteries of the Ssesha

In a world filled with unique chimera, some are more unique than others OR A chimera divided against itself must fall!

500 word, chimera challenge

In a world where all the good gods are dead, a bit of their power remains

A mighty Dragon that once spread it wings over the swamp moon of Dire

(From 1981)

Far too often spells go wild and these are some of the results

A peculiar sort of horror, a mockery of terrestrial biology

A chilling wind whips through the hollow. Winter's bite grips your spine. The very air you breath stings. Snow swirls all around you, yet, the trees... the trees are motionless in the gale, unaffected by the cold, biting winds.

The limb that got away and became the symbol of a revolution.

The limb that got away and became the symbol of a revolution.

Understanding that the planets in the universe are simply eggs, waiting to be torn apart by the creatures inside, gave birth to more questions than answers.