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Scrasamax	RPN-388 Crockett Launcher By: Scrasamax The first post-Power Armor/Mecha heavy infantry support weapon fielded by the Atlantic Commonwealth Items Ranged Weapons Combat	by Scrasamax 45^xp 1656 views
Scrasamax	Kirkite By: Scrasamax An energy dense supermaterial Items Materials Campaign Defining	by Scrasamax 100^xp 5 replies 4896 views 1 HoH
Cheka Man	7 Bombs By: Cheka Man Boom! Seven bombs that can be faced on the battlefield, let off by terrorists, or otherwise thrown at the PCs. Items Ranged Weapons Combat	by Cheka Man 64^xp 1 reply 1563 views
Scrasamax	30 Explosive Devices for the Cosmic Era By: Scrasamax Just what it says on the tin Items Equipment Listing Combat	by Scrasamax 95^xp 3 replies 2930 views 1 HoH
Scrasamax	Mobile Mine By: Scrasamax An insidious weapon born from terrorists and adopted by the military Items Other Combat	by Scrasamax 85^xp 5 replies 5183 views
Scrasamax	Static Smoke By: Scrasamax A highly banned and controversial substance in the Cosmic Era Items Ranged Weapons Campaign Defining	by Scrasamax 85^xp 5 replies 6123 views
Scrasamax	T/S Bomb By: Scrasamax One of the strangest weapons deployed by Z'pl'rt the Mad Items Potion Magical	by Scrasamax 165^xp 9 replies 4285 views 1 HoH
Silveressa	The Star Hammer By: Silveressa Admirals, I present to you the future of space warfare! No longer will you need to waste billions of credits on costly space battles, and millions of lives on planetary warfare with hostile cultures. For only a fraction of the cost of a heavy cruiser, I present you with a weapon capable of eliminating an entire solar system. "I present the Star Hammer!" (A powerful and deviously simple weapon to make space warfare in any sci-fi game forever changed) Items Ranged Weapons Campaign Defining	by Silveressa 275^xp 15 replies 4564 views 1 HoH

“ All of the townspeople have forgotten each other’s names, only able to refer to people by their profession, rough age, gender and physical descriptions. They likewise cannot learn new people’s names either.”

valadaar

“ A group of adventurers come across a child's body on their adventures, odd being such a remote location. Their is no detectable sign of violence to the child, nor are their any signs of life. Suddenly the child opens its eyes, looks towards the group and introduces themselves to the adventures. If this wasn't odd enough, the child can't remember where they are from, only their name and age. Stranger yet, the child has a tattoo on their right shoulder of a family crest, to a family that died out over 200 years ago.”

young0ne2

“ Molk Peruda is encountered by the PCs on the second day of their journey west from the salt-choked port of Quyn, as they prepare to explore the jungle. He appears a gaunt, wolfish man, with matted, dark hair that sprouts from his head in dreadlocks, contrasting with his well-oiled, blue-black, conical beard. His eyes are hidden ebon shards beneath thick arching brows, his nose, crooked, long, and reminiscent of a snout. His mouth is a thin, dark line, his teeth unseen even when he parts his lips to speak. His skin is the color of tallow, surprising perhaps for a renowned jungle guide, yet his natural helm of dreads and the jungle's canopy keeps the sun from bronzing his originally pale flesh. On his back are tattooed three women from the waist up, side-by-side, each resembling the other but of different ages. This is a tattoo of Molk's mother, sister, and daughter. His wife (don't bring her up to him!) was killed by marauding Qullan years ago, and appears as her own tattoo on his broad but sunken chest. His feet shockingly are turned around 180 degrees at the ankle, facing towards his back! A curse from a pernicious shaman. Molk walks feet backwards (he's used to it) and walks backwards, forwards. This can be very disconcerting and outright creepy to the PCs as he guides them through the rainforest. Slung from his back is an archer's quarrel of treated wood carved to resemble a stalking leopard, in his hand a re-curved composite bow of horn and sinew, with a pair of vivid, red eyes, each one painted on the opposite side of the hand-grip. In a leather sheath at his belt, hangs a falchion, its pommel adorned with a curved bird's head and beak.”

Murometz