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Four Tidbits

A God Game

Three Lords of Law with access to demiurgic powers of creation bring into being three different worlds, each occupying its own plane of existence. A great clock is constructed and the contest begins. Each god must choose a bit of clay to infuse with will, desire and self-awareness, then three aeons are allowed to transpire without divine supervision. The systems present on each plane -- typically identical to those in the competing worlds, but not necessarily -- are allowed the freedom to evolve as their designs and environments dictate. At the end of this term the results of each design are compared and contrasted. Did civilization develop? How much of the environment was mastered by this society? How much in that one? Finally an assessment is made, and the two worlds that were judged inferior are utterly erased and all their records destroyed.


Sigil of Inevitability

A divine mark bestowed under special circumstances from a godling unto a mortal recipient. A creature bearing this Sigil is predestined to slay a particular man or woman.

Reality itself has seemingly succumbed to the mark's weird, and will actively bend toward the mark-bearer's object, throwing obstacles aside with improbable chains of coincidences. Mark-bearers are ultimately cursed, for once their dark purpose has been fulfilled their luck will soon abandon them altogether, and their deaths are always ugly affairs.

Mortals who learn of the Sigil's appearance and wish to protect the person it targets have only one recourse: They must sway the deity who bestowed the mark to undo the deed and revoke its power. Not a simple task, but it has been done. The price of this bargain will be terrible, if not cosmically grotesque.

The Sigil appears to be a flickering rose of red light that hovers an inch or two above its bearer's head, like a hazy IOUN stone. A closer look within its dancing petals reveals a tiny indigo rune, shifting and evolving with minute thrusts and intricate manipulations.


Dead Fairy in a Lamp

A necromantic item of no small value to the searcher. It appears to be a bit of bones and broken insect wings rattling inside a rosy glass tube capped with two iron seals. Each is crusted with magical scripts of exceptional intricacy. When the lamp is rattled and a word is spoken, it bathes a 20' radius with intense, red-gold flecked luminosity. All invisible objects and creatures are instantly revealed in this glow. Objects of stone -- including masonry and monuments and raw cave walls -- become transparent -- allowing a clear view through them to the very edge of the lamp's 20' radius zone of efficacy. This transparency works equally well from both perspectives (inside and outside of the lamp's field).

The luminosity will last 1 turn for every (temporary) hit point invested by its bearer. Knocking on dead or living wood in the lamp's vicinity (earshot) will snuff it's light for 2d12 turns.



A minuscule, stationary golem peculiar to certain cultures and time periods. It resembles a small bronze statuette approximately three feet tall. The form is that of a classical anthropomorphic godlet of hermaphroditic quality. The deity's face is covered with sumptuously lipped mouths that flow around its head like leisurely ducks on the surface of a pond. They sometimes whisper incoherently, or come forth with names of people and places in a non-sequitur flow of babble. Each mouth is independent of the others -- expressing and spouting nonsense of its own -- until an untruth is spoken before it, at which time all mouths will chorus the words "It is a lie."

Tetrograts are typically royal heirlooms with origins in the distant past. No specific details can be readily ascertained about their fabrication -- all prescient facts having been worn away by the passage of time. There is mention of a distant empire, an underground temple -- little more.


WORMSKIN #2 now available in PDF

The hour is upon us!

Issue 2 of the world's most popular Dolmenwood zine: Wormskin.

Its 46 dewy-moist pages feature:
  • An introduction to the High Wold, the south-westerly corner of Dolmenwood. 
  • Descriptions of the seven hexes clustered around the village of Lankshorn. 
  • Details of the most signifcant people and places in Lankshorn, including: the Hornstoat's Rest inn, the fairy-blooded bladesmith, the Man of Gold Apothecary, the Church of St Pastery. 
  • Tavern fare generator. 
  • Psychedelic compounds generator, including details on buying, selling, and manufacturing. 
  • Seven new monsters: addercorn thralls, barrowbogeys, bog zombies, longhorn goatmen, shorthorn goatmen, nightworms, witch-owls. 


(PDF only for the moment. The print version should be ready to go next week.)


Star-Teader, the Beta-Gnosis Cluster and the Interplanetary Engine

Been working on some SciFi stuff in the off-hours.

STAR-TREADER is a very streamlined, pseudo-scientific setting book inspired by the (scanty) space opera of H. P. Lovecraft (mostly "In the Walls of Eryx") and the dozen or so interplanetaries of Clark Ashton Smith. Contents include basic procedures for adventure (aka the INTERPLANETARY ENGINE), some sample worlds and their local flora and/or fauna, and a number of space-faring beings.

BETA-GNOSIS CLUSTER is a campaign guide utilizing the Interplanetary Engine. It covers all the major worlds, way stations and anomalies in the Cluster and describes many of the beings that may be encountered there. Here are two of the planetary bodies found in Beta-Gnosis:

Hodge's Planet

A small outpost world, extensively mined and scoured by corporate industrial machines. After its resources were sufficiently exhausted, the planetoid was sold for a mint to an Earthman named Witkin Hodge, who has since dwelt there for at least a thousand Earth years as an eccentric cyborg recluse.

Kurme [kur'm]

Transolar dump-world maintained by xygobotic industrial corporations. ["Dump-worlds" are a widely-utilized means to store solid waste materials, as the practice of jettisoning such stuffs into empty space is actively discouraged by most interplanetary law enforcement agents.] Kurme has the distinction of being a well-known black market in addition to a typical, storm-wracked industrial trashscape.

A black sea, toxic to most organics but well-suited to xygobotic florafauna, rings a partially inhabited sub-continental district situated about the northern pole. There a geodesic Star-Port may be found. Several miles from this smokes a grotto-city called Gulphe. This is where the widely regarded and extralegal black market is located.

Carnivorous xygobot garbage-forms roam much of the planet, feeding on a surprisingly resilient population of quasi-mammalian vermin. Translucent pseudo-lichens flit above the surface of burning swamps and excrement-choked chunnel-systems, teeming in flocks sometimes numbering in the hundreds of thousands. 

Loose tribes of humanoid scavengers make forays into the Southern Caches, occasionally returning with centuries-old parts and components that enrich Gulphe's expansive market. Archaeo-engineers refurbish defunct industrial mechs, bringing them back from Kurme's robot-hell to serve the organics again. The most common conveyance to be found is a bug-like vehicle called a rewreck that crawls on a set of four or eight hydraulic legs, each terminating in pairs of spring-loaded metal hammer-claws.

Kurme's constant precipitation and electro-magnetic squalls make a close survey of the planet's surface from the air an ill-advised plan at best.

Air-quality varies in inhabited areas from passable to aggressively horrible. Zones of radiation and chemical waste may make passage through certain areas deadly or simply impossible. 


WORMSKIN #1 Available Now in PDF

Wormskin explores the mythic forest called Dolmenwood, a setting for use with B/X campaigns or similar tabletop systems. Each issue will look at various elements of this eldritch realm situated on the leafy verges of Faerie, where austere Drunes rub elbows with weird elf-lords and talking beasts, where witches wander skyclad and armed with sinister magicks to bind the spirits of hapless adventurers. Be wary.

Issue 1 includes:
  • The grimalkin race-class.
  • Four new spells of cat-kind, including the terrifying (?) furball.
  • The moss dwarf race-class.
  • One (1!) new forest-creeping monster: the root-thing.
  • A hearty article on the fungi of Dolmenwood: edible, psychedelic, and poisonous.

(Print version coming in the new year. If you purchase the PDF edition now, we'll send you a discount on the full print/PDF combo when it goes live.)

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