Luccini, Very late Autumn 2403 This was the second time young King Ferronso had to return to his city in shame. It seemed strange to him to suffer the ignominy twice, but such was his life recently! Nothing was going right for him. Once again, the sky was darkening angrily as a storm brewed, and […]Read More Back Again!
Note: This little story was originally drafted by the player who commands Portomaggiore, which is only fitting as it involves a conversation between his own Player Character, Lord Alessio Falconi, and his closest adviser (an NPC). It was then re-written by me to better fit the campaign’s ‘writing style’ (i.e. my writing style). Much was […]Read More Bloody Guidobaldo!
Autumn, 2403 continued In the central parts of the peninsula, war had wracked the realms as would a violent storm or a great wave washing back and forth repeatedly, wrecking all in its path with each passage. The city of Trantio, ravaged by the War of the Princes, wasted by the plundering progress of Boulderguts’ […]Read More Another excerpt from Bonacorso Fidelibus’s work: “The Many Wars of the Early 25th Century”
Autumn, 2403 Despite the hopes raised by the crushing victories achieved in the realm of Trantio, first at the necropolis valley of Norochia and then further north in the Trantine hills, as well as the news of the ogre tyrant Razger Bouldergut’s departure through the mountainous pass of the Via Nano into the Border Princes, […]Read More An excerpt from Bonacorso Fidelibus’s work: “The Many Wars of the Early 25th Century”
To His Holiness Bernado Ugolini, Most Highly Favoured of Morr, from your faithful servant, Brother Migliore. The End of Autumn, 2403 If it pleases your holiness, I hereby and humbly present the conclusions of my researches into the history of the Ratto Uomo, commissioned by yourself in light of the ever more numerous reports of […]Read More Tilea Campaign Part 25
As so often, I decided to scratch-build rather than buy. I wanted a Luminark of a low fantasy design. I started to get some fiddly bits of plastic from my bits box together, including some lens-like transparent bits of saved junk … This was to form the sequence of mirrors that would focus the deadly […]Read More Scratchbuilt Luminark
The town of Scozzese, in the realm of Pavona The very end of Autumn, IC 2403 Pieter Schout, the army of the VMC’s chief linguister, had been making his was through the army camp to attend upon the general, but as he had time to spare, he stopped a while to speak with Captain Vinco […]Read More Scuttlebutt!