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“A Spawn of Tizzhet!” Beldin skidded into the room. “It must have been awakened by the glowing tiles!”
“Spawn of whozit?” asked Kham.
“Tizzhet of the Many Limbs, an ancient being from the far realms,” said Ilmarė. She fired two arrows into it, but they melted and smoked in the acidic flesh of the thing.
“How do we stop it?” asked Vlad.
Kham dove to the side as more greedy tentacles grasped for him. What was it Quintus was trying to tell him? Use the neck what?
Upside down, Quintus’ flesh was seared red from the acid where the tentacles were gnawing away at him. Smoke spiraled from where it touched his armor. And Kham had made fun of him for wearing his lorica segmentata in the desert. It sharply contrasted with the necklace he attacked the…
The necklace!
The small circular chamber was covered in handwritten verses, scrawled by a mad hand. Sheets of paper lay strewn upon the floor, in some places inches thick, covered in the same rushed script.
“What the…” said Beldin. A sheet of paper floated down from above.
Above them was a young woman, her head cast back, swirling high around the chamber. She was writing madly upon a sheaf of paper, stopping only long enough to rip off one sheet to scribble on the next. [MORE]
As the door swung open, a black-bearded dwarf looked up. He was manacled to the rear wall, but still had an aura of dignity about himself.
“And just who are you, now?”
Beldin peered curiously at the middle-aged dwarf. “Encali, hmm? I’m Beldin Soulforge of Solanos Mor. What are you doing here?”
“I am Jarel of Encali.” He wiggled one of his manacled hands. “I don’t suppose you can help me out of this?”
Beldin grunted. Then he lifted his axe overhead. [MORE]
Centralia was the pre-production codename and a small influence for the movie adaptation of the game Silent Hill.[1]
Here's the concept. Post one or more links to a Wikipedia Article which you consider to be good fodder for any modern occult setting (UA, Delta Green, Witchcraft, Con X, AFMBE, whatever). Hopefully, we'll end up with a bundle of material that can serve as inspiration and adventure seeds. [MORE]
A couple of weeks ago Keith Stuart promised an interview with Richard Bartle, co-creator of the original Multi-User Dungeon (or Domain if you prefer) set up back in 1978 at the University of Essex. He asked for questions and received several suggestions which he put to Mr Bartle earlier this week, along with some of his own queries. [MORE]
Quintus was on his knees, staring at the corpse of the woman he had slain.
Kham walked over to Quintus. “What’s wrong?”
“They’re not legionnaires,” said Quintus. “Legionnaires can’t marry.”
“What’s your point?”
Quintus gingerly held the dead woman’s hand in his, almost as if he were proposing. On her second finger of her left hand was a similar copper ring, carved in the shape of two clasped hands holding the symbol of a black cat.
“This is a wedding ring,” said Quintus. He slowly turned to look at the dead man, his spiked armor still smoking from Kham’s shots. “I just killed that man’s wife.” [MORE]
Quintus was still trying to put out the flames around him when he suddenly couldn’t hear his own heartbeat. He saw something metallic flash out of the corner of his eye and ducked just in time to avoid being beheaded by a scimitar.
Quintus drew his own gladius. He parried blow after blow, but it took all his concentration. For one, he had only recently put out the flames on his tunic. For another, he couldn’t hear a thing. He was fighting in utter silence.
The legionnaire thrust his gladius at the woman’s head, but she batted it away with a wooden shield. She was dressed in leather armor—no match for Quintus’ lorica segmentata, but flexible enough to give her a slight advantage. Judging from her clumsy blows, she wasn’t a trained warrior.
If only he had his scutum and signum! He would never have let get so close.
The silence meant no prayers to Illiir. So then, bare steel was how they would finish their quarrel. [MORE]
We’re cleaning out our warehouse. Five years in business means we’ve got some dusty books in the back! For the entire month of July we’ll have sale books for THREE BUCKS, but there’s a catch: we need to clean out the warehouse!
So here’s the deal: The following books are really cheap, but only if you spend a minimum of $20 (before shipping).
If your total order is $20 or more (cheap books and/or regular price products), use the “Old Stuff for Cheap” sale prices below. You can buy some cheap books, then hit the $20 minimum with some regular priced books if you need to. Otherwise, click into the categories below for regular price products.
Please note: We have had an enormous response to this sale. We may need an extra couple days to fill some orders. [MORE]
“No help for it now,” said Quintus to no one in particular, but possibly to Kham if he were nearby, invisible. He grabbed one of the globes from the necklace around his neck and hurled it at the cluster of enemies.
The ensuing explosion rocked the cavernous room. Several of the wagons caught on fire.
“Whoa,” came Kham’s voice from behind Quintus, scaring the daylights out of him. “I want one of those!”
“You can’t have it,” said Quintus. “Now give me the box.”
“In a minute,” said Kham.
Quintus’ reply was cut off as a vertical column of fire roared down around him. [MORE]
“Hey Quintus!” whispered Kham to nowhere in particular. “I think I found…” he locked gazes with the man in spike chainmail, “…it. Uh oh.”
“What do you mean uh oh?” whispered Quintus. “Give me the box.”
“I can’t see you,” said Kham out of the side of his mouth. He slowly reached for another potion in his coat. “But I think someone can see me.”
“INTRUDER!” shouted the man at the top of the lungs.
“Yep,” Kham swigged another invisibility potion. “He saw me.” [MORE]
Keep watching the shadows…something strange is coming: Zombie CSI: The Forensic Science of the Living Dead…a new nonfiction book by Jonathan Maberry (bestselling author of GHOST ROAD BLUES and VAMPIRE UNIVERSE). Coming from Citadel Press in 2008. [MORE]
Michael Bay's reputation for non-stop action flicks that involve multiple explosions has given me pause in the past. I mean, too many high concept films have been ruined by this sort of lowest common denominator pandering, and when Transformers came out...
Wait a minute, what am I saying? Non-stop action flick? Check. Multiple explosions? Check! Big budget special effects? CHECK. Peter Cullen, the original voice actor of Optimus Prime in the cartoon series, playing Optimus Prime in the movie? OMG I AM SO THERE!!1!1! [MORE]
“I thought you’d never make it,” said Ilmarė with a bemused smirk.
“And miss this?” asked Beldin. He pointed at the wall. “You’ll need a dwarf’s eye if you’re going to survive this place. It looks as if those hieroglyphs were designed to ward off invaders from the fortress.”
Vlad froze in mid-step. “Uh…”
“Don’t worry,” said the dwarf. “They no longer have any magical power.”
The walls, floor and ceiling of the passage changed from the yellowed Myrantian hieroglyphs to strange tiled square containing an unsettling carved image of a many-tentacled creature resembling a starfish.
“Something feels wrong,” said Ilmarė.
When they were a ways in, the stone tiles began to hum and glow a pale violet color.
“A dwarf’s eye, huh?” Ilmarė shot Beldin a glare. [MORE]