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Scrasamax	MultiKard By: Scrasamax The identification/passport/credit card of the Atlantic Federation/Cosmic Era Items Home/ Personal Campaign Defining	by Scrasamax 45^xp 3 replies 3513 views
Scrasamax	Freemium Economy By: Scrasamax The basic economy of the Atlantic Federation Systems Mercantile Specific	by Scrasamax 105^xp 14 replies 6856 views
Scrasamax	Moebianism By: Scrasamax The plague of the Petroleum Era, the true bane of organized government Articles Resource Gaming - Genre	by Scrasamax 85^xp 3 replies 4620 views

“ Named for the Godking, this beetle is about 2 inches long w/the st of 2 men,step on it and get flipped in the air. Useful component in strength potions.”

Aramax

“ These little beetles have heads at both ends of their bodies. This allows them to feed on leaves at twice the rate of their normal cousins, causing great damage to crops. They look like ladybugs more than actual beetles, but have no wings. They have a funny way of moving if one stops to watch them, as both heads seem to vie for picking the direction at any given time. Their favorite nourishment is sugar cane. After feasting on these for some time, they develop short bursts of frenetic energy, and can be seen racing back and forth without purpose, which looks quite comical to onlookers. They are otherwise normal bugs. Of course the pc's might not know that.”

Murometz

“ Idea from the Aeneid. Could make an intriguing encounter when searching for firewood...'Quite near there happened to be a mound of earth, at the highest part of which were growing thickets of cornel and a dense cluster of spiky myrtle-stems. I went up there and tried to wrench the green growth from the ground to provide a leafy covering for our altar. There I was confronted by a horrible and astounding miracle. For from the first bush which I tried to break off...blood oozed in dark drops, fouling the earth with its spots...A piteous moan came from the base of the mound and I heard a human voice answering me: 'Why, Aeneas, must you rend a poor sufferer? I am buried here...for I am Polydorus. Here death overpowered me in a crop of piercing iron-pointed spears. And so a crop resembling javelins has grown over me...''”

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