The research and development process is often a lengthy and arduous one. In the Cosmic Era, it is often just a matter of time and luck to see who breaks the next barrier in arcanotech.

The 228th Mountain Lion battalion faced a situation not entirely unlike General Custer some 500 years before. Like Custer's men, the 228th was almost completely destroyed, despite their laser cannons and drop ships.

Kord's Temples are the arena's of the world. They draw spectators and contestants alike from across the world.

This is part of my series on deity organizations. Each organization is unique, fully built, well thought out, and adaptable to any campaign setting.

Vecna's Order is both reviled, and revered. They trade in secrets and forbidden knowledge.

This is part of my series on deity organizations. Each organization is unique, fully built, well thought out, and adaptable to any campaign setting.

And Cain went out from the presence of the LORD, and dwelt in the land of Nod, on the east of Eden.

The Fleabirds are a group of people indigenous to North America who have rejected the collectivism and sedentary lifestyle inherent in the Cosmic Era. Rather than living in the gleaming arcologies, steaming geofronts, or the great heaps of the urban rims and favelas. Rather, they live in caravans that travel the countryside of the continent.

Where the clowns dwell, even angels fear to tread

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Those of the bare chin, the clan of the wolverine, they who walked away from the mountain.

Also known as Chromatics, polychromes, rainbow people, or smurfs

100 word submission, rumors from the Burning Lands, south of Abodroc

Strange girl fashionista gang

'The HAS Endeavor is this ship. Its run by these 'obbit pirates. One day, me and me mates were sailing to this island, 'cause there was some old dungeon that I had a really good reason to loot at the time. So's as we sailed, them pirates led by their cap'n, a 'obbit called Ralph, boarded us, and stole all me gold! I was pissed for ages.'

-Old Gerald, man in the pub

The city guard used to be crooked as a frendleback tree, then the society popped up. I miss the good old days when you could bribe a grunt to look the other way. It's hard and dangerous to be in the black arts now.

Nyp, Thieve's Guild

'Mediatius ar Adjucatius'

'Mediation and Adjucation'

- First Axiom of the Ark

"From his strange raft, the bizarre man stood, shell armor glistening in the sun. Bringing his stingray-barbed spear aloft, he howled: 'Be wary, trespasser! This reef is under my guard, and I her patronage! Bring not your boats near my shoal, lest you suffer the wrath of the Reef Knights!'"
- The logs Cpt. Creos Althea, Boshail Coast, 6 Ventôse 986.

18.) The Returning Veterans: These warriors are on their way back from a grim, hard fought war. Fatigue and weariness, despair and anguish are written on their features. Their honor drives them to complete one last mission, but they sense that they may never survive it.

Wulfhere, 30 Stalwart Bands

The followers of the mechanogod Whrrrm, those who could never have come about until the advent of steamtech.

The twin goddesses of the Medusan race, Gethserath and Amarane.

Come one, come all to the greatest show in the world!

Suffering from an ancient curse, the Medusan race is slowly dying.