The CogNet is a big place
The digital Old Folks Home of the Cosmic Era
A major military installation of the Lunar Free State
Just one of many military industrial 'Pocket Factories'
I have made various adepts at creating lists of space stations and habitats, and such lists prove vexing. So rather than an exhaustive list, a list of types might prove more fruitful
Historically, most tombs known to have grave goods in them were robbed soon after the dead person was laid to rest. So why has the tomb that your group of adventurers broken into not already suffered this fate?
Where does your character live? A house? Townhouse? Apartment? Trailer?
Prison isnt the end all of dealing with criminals, dissidents, and the unwanted
A world at the mercy of a mad Solar Deity
Another term for a clone production and storage facility
mass produced pre-fab structures were intended to allow military forces to rapidly 'castle' through hostile territory and quickly deploy defense in depth when needed. This was a counterpoint to large sprawling military bases.
The War Academy is one of the Federation's ace programs.
Most were built during the Second Renaissance in response to the O2 Depletion Event
The Shussion-Chifuni are a pet project of Nippon and the ACPS
Maia... it was supposed to be Earth's sister planet, but instead, Project Infinity delivered us to a world that knows only war.
Also known as the Plain of Storms, the Tomb of Taranis, the Graveyard of Thunder, and other colorful names
Created ages ago, the Tower of Malice is a repository of evil, cursed artifacts, and the souls of the wicked
An Inn or Hotel may be a good place to sleep but sometimes it can bring problems, and opportunities, of it's own...
Locked in a geosynchronous orbit over Gdansk, a major spaceport of the New Hanseatic League, Raketenhaus Ader-Wissenshaft is the League's premiere weapons research and test facility.
The Fleet tending bases of the Federation fleet
The food that eats you back.
Creatures of nightmare, the thankfully rare Mesnoi have unique form and attributes. Only one Mesnoi at a time will ever be "encountered".
In appearance, a Mesnoi resembles a walnut-sized chunk of freshly-roasted red meat from some uncertain yet familiar, edible animal. The insidious creature camouflages itself quite appropriately whenever it can, by slowly making its way amidst feast tables and trays of roasted meats.
Once eaten by the unsuspecting, the Mesnoi sinks down to the stomach, reforming if chewed, and begins to lap up the gastric fluids, digestive juices, and bile that it craves, like a sponge.
The Mesnoi carrier will experience mild to severe stomach pains during this time.
After a few hours of this (this is the only time that the Mesnoi can be purged with magic, or other mundane means), the Mesnoi transforms into its true form inside its victim, that of a miniature, once more walnut-sized, pot-bellied, devil-horned, snake-tailed imp. This horrid little creature then begins to chew and eat its way out of the victim from the inside out with its tiny, razor-sharp teeth, like a rat forced to do so via torture.
The victim almost always dies a slow, agonizing death. That much is certain. The devilish imp then exits its victim and begins its seventy two hour existence of mischief and malevolence, until it once more turns back into a hunk of roasted meat with the movement capabilities of a snail.