Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Ruminations of a Bronze Age Gamer part 2

Having your pelvis crushed by a giant sea serpent:
  11 hit points
Being rescued by a super hot warrior chick in a chainmail crop top and wet tshirt:
 PRICELESS


Saturday, April 7, 2018

Fifteen Thousand Years Hence.



    It is said the Ancients, in their hubris, split the world with the fires of their sorcery, angering and drawing forth the Old Gods who slept beneath the mountains, the waves, the ice.

    Others have it that the Ancients, in their loneliness, called out to the cosmic gulfs in friendship, only to summon doom from the maddening spaces between space.

    Whatever the cause, the Ancients and their works were thrown down, and the seas swallowed old lands and vomited up new ones, and things long dead lived again.