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Scrasamax	Ming-Na Xiang By: Scrasamax "Compared to the scum I deal with as a cop, fighting you was a piece of cake!" NPCs Minor Criminal/Espionage	by Scrasamax 140^xp 5 replies 3903 views 1 HoH
Scrasamax	The Arcology By: Scrasamax A portmanteau of the words Architecture and Ecology, arcologies are megastructres that are built with an eye towards environmentally friendliness. Locations City Any	by Scrasamax 175^xp 10 replies 9649 views
Scrasamax	Red Armor Mk. VII By: Scrasamax A specialized suit of power armor designed for peacekeeping and urban roles Items Armor Non-Magical	by Scrasamax 105^xp 5 replies 5511 views
Scrasamax	Blitzhammer By: Scrasamax A powered melee weapon for power armor assault troopers Items Melee Weapons Combat	by Scrasamax 185^xp 8 replies 9314 views
Scrasamax	The Resource Wars By: Scrasamax The beginning of the 21st century was marked by the leading world powers staking their claims to strategic resources. Foremost of the resources was petroleum. Each nation stated that it was willing to go to war to secure these vital resources. This was not an empty claim. Articles Setting Building Gaming - Genre	by Scrasamax 75^xp 9 replies 8445 views

“ In a city where the justice system features judicial dueling, plaintiffs and defendants are permitted to request a champion to take their place in the duel: Someone chosen by lot from among the foreigners in the city. When anyone first arrives, they are given an enchanted ceramic pendant that marks them as a candidate for 'court duty'. Wealthy folk entering the city are often escorted by burly guards, paid to carry pendants on their behalf: They elude court duty in that way. Adventurers may seek work as a rich man's proxy or may find themselves magically summoned to serve as a champion.”

Wulfhere

“ The party has found the source of the strange creatures roaming the countryside. The rift in this reality glows with a silver hue, rippling with the wind but never moving. They step through and are immediately assaulted with the scent of rotting meat, some have to muster all their strength not to vomit. Strange cries similar to the beasts the party had faced before can be heard in the distance. Looking around, they see they are in a forest of grey and red rather than the normal brown and green. The trees are sticky to the touch and writhe, perhaps to get away or perhaps as a warning. The deeper the party goes, the more the forest seems to slither and move underfoot. The cries get closer and more numerous. Creatures lurk in the shadows, all the same color of their surroundings. Whatever the party came in here for, they had better do it fast. The forest of flesh is waking up, and it is so very hungry.”

Kid Cannibal

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