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  The ambition of empire is eternity. The fact of the matter is that the earth will swallow you. Cities will be buried either under their own rubble or the sands of time but they will be swallowed. Once mighty titans shall rot to their bones. The age of iron ended. Bomb after bomb driving the stake deeper into its heart. Entire cities were left to rot. When you let iron rot you get rust. Rust: That which man abandoned. Leech, lock up, conceal, weaken, age. Anything iron can do, but it must consume something. Not many people would know of rust as a nature. It is only just beginning to bubble up from the dead cities. Only a few circles of rust mages exist, and only they know how to create a rust focus.  Their guiding philosophy is simple; the old world never died, the new world is just its death rattles. They view humanity as beyond saving, the only thing we can hope to do is use what is left to end it quicker.

I will be starting up a Krevborna game in dcc some time soon. If anyone wants to do the same I have made a custom occupation table as well as an appended appendix L.     The occupations should be self explanatory. However the languages probably need some explanation as a few were invented by me for the sake of the game. Kosk: A close relative of krevbornish, spoken within the kosk principalities. Mirshiman: the language spoken in the place the krevbornites called the Mirshimi Islands (what I have renamed the okami islands in my own game[1]) Old Church Bornish: an ecclesiastic language primarily used by the church of saintly blood, fantasy old church slavonic. Old Mudraal: An entirely dead language that was recently retranslated for the first time. Polnenzan: the language spoken by the polnenza people. Ramask: an even older ecclesiastic language, fantasy latin. Rhomlundese: the language spoken in Rhomlund. Siberskian: a nearly extinct but close...

  Last September my long time friend Ciara mentioned the idea of running a stone age fantasy game, and in a discord server I am in, someone started a thread about paleolithic hex crawling so I decided to revisit this idea. Classes such as the fighter need no real adaptations, all that is needed is a change of equipment list and you have someone who is capable of fighting. A magic users would be only slightly more difficult, eschewing the spellbook for various artifacts of power but again very reasonable. After that there is the thief, most skills are broadly applicable such as a backstabing or a climbing sheer surface even in the stone age, however picking locks and reading languages are not skills someone needs at that time.  There is also the cleric and despite interfacing with divinity being a very important part of the game the cleric as presented is more focused on presenting a very medieval christian understanding of what interfacing with the divine means. A majo...

  Banjo Pickin’ Girl (DC 14; 2 minutes): This old song’s power only works its magic if the musician is a woman. Upon a successful performance the musician or a woman of her choosing has an aura of protection about them. Any man who tries to attack them for the next hour suffers a -1d penalty to any attempt to harm her. Long Journey Home (DC 12; 4 minutes): Upon a successful performance the musician knows exactly what direction their home lies. The musician gains a +2 bonus to Personality check if it is made before a storm rolls in. Take This Hammer (DC 14; 2 Minutes): The musician and 2+Personality mod listeners gain a +10’ speed bonus if they are escaping imprisonment, but they suffer 1 stamina damage upon escape.  The Fox (DC 12; 2 Minutes): Either the musician or a listener gains the +1d bonus to their next pick pocket check. This increases to a +2d bonus if the would be thief went hungry. Where Did You Sleep Last Night (DC 13; 4 minutes): The next time the ...

  Folk magic and folk music are not as separate as one would believe at first glance. Out there there are folk songs to call upon the great forces that govern this world, anyone can learn these songs, the GM determines what songs exist and the potential outcomes of each song. A song becomes more powerful the more people join in. Draw Upon the Power of Song When you utterly believe in the power of song, and lead a song representative of your community, roll flat. On a 16+ choose who responds. On an 11+ additionally choose what is needed in return. On a miss; no one answers, but it provides some comfort. Who Answers the Call? A Fairy Lord A Gremlin A Local Nature Spirit G_d Sigvird The Dwellers of the Dark Sea The Three Goddesses What is Needed? Acquisition of an Artifact An Offering of Food A Sacrifice of Material Wealth A Secret Days of Prayer Just a Fraction of Your Soul To Prove Yourself

  Upon slaying a dragon in front of an audience roll 2d6 modified by the highest level of the character involved in the slaying. The effects are cumulative. 2-3 The party becomes a hero to the nearest town, for decades to come they can always find food and lodging. 4-5 A local church claims the party members into minor sainthood. 6-8 Multiple churches begin fighting, all attempting to bring the party into the fold. They wish to make the party saints and claim that only by the blessing of their god was the dragon slain. 9-11 The nearest monarch offers the party entry into the gentry. 12+ A whisper begins to spread, in the eyes of the surrounding regions the member of the party that dealt the final blow has the mandate of heaven.

  Once the mourning had ceased the party decided to investigate the room that geometric entity had been sitting in. Broderick the Profound, being familiar with dwarven history and technology along with spacecraft, unlike the rest of the party, was able to determine that this is the warp drive of a demonically fueled warp core. After messing about with the various controls, Broderick is able to open up a portal, a shimmering repeated trace of a labyrinth in blue light. Far away in the pits of hell Grillbar Lungskin sees a disc open in front of him, where he can see Bobos and Dungifer in a sorry state along with a dwarf he does not recognize. He can hear incredibly muffled speech so he placed his ear against the portal. The party sees a green ear pop into existence, Broderick declares it a demon and states he is ready to attack any foul thing that comes through. Grillbar pulls out his ear and then plunges his whole face through, Bobos and Dungifer see their friend’s v...

I have recently started work on a bronze age lost world style setting called the Bay of Birini. It's a hex crawl over a 50 x 50 mile area. It uses a bunch of shit from other people because it's a home game thing so I am not gonna post the hexes because a chunk of them are written by other people. Instead here is the plain map and the hex fill procedures that used for the making of it!   Roll 1d24 1-2      Obvious feature 3           Hidden feature 4           Two features, one obvious one hidden 5+        No feature Feature 1d4 Settlement Monster Lair Weird Dungeon Settlement Roll 2d6 and multiply the results, they control that many surrounding hexes. 1     Hermit 2     Thorp 3     Village 4     Village 5     Fort 6     Fort 8     Town 9     Bandit Holding 10  ...

 Licking their wounds the party heads back to where the dwarves were. Dungifier was able to convince them to join forces on their way out by mentioning them saving the dungeon from demonic invasion. The party wandered about in the mine aimlessly for some time until eventually they met up with two wandering humans. A bald man with a mustache and a blond young woman. They introduce themselves as Jolly and Sabra Naben, a father daughter blacksmithing and mining duo who the dwarves recognize from past business dealings. Dungifer’s second sight alerts him to something being amiss about the two but they don’t seem hostile. The party offers to have them join up with the group but they refuse, citing their limited time in the mines thus far. Before leaving a warning is issued about all the various monsters down here, Sabra responds by pulling out an up until that point hidden knife and assuring them all that they know how to protect themselves. The party is suspicious of them a...

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  Unsure how to carry on the team heads forth through the tunnels until they reach a fork heading either north or south, recalling northward has always historically been the way back to the surface they head north until they reach a brass door. Fearfully they pause not sure what to do until finally bobos the fool sorceress touches the doors, it hisses as it slides open with prismatic mist flowing from the bottom of the door. Suddenly they are in a luxurious room with 8 large sarcophaguses in a style incongruent to the one, beautiful weaved banners. Not wishing to possibly anger more undead, they take a door to the east, finding themselves entering into the room containing all the dwarves from the room they had been guarding. Bobos, who is used to changes in the multidimensional stream from her learned way of flaming hands, determines that something is messing with time and space but cannot be sure what exactly is going on. Retracing their steps to the brass cave they de...

 I made this a while back. Untested. Have Fun.  A PDF for download can be found here.