Brains in a Jar…
…or, How We Spent a Lovely Afternoon in a Hole Kicking the Boregal’s Makeshift Ass On the spiral staircase that Lincoln had found when you, dear reader, had last left off reading of my exploits, we descended into darkness. I was suspicious that someone was following us, but I just couldn’t put my finger on […]
The Wandering Walk
By the way, adventurers, here’s a map of the general area: Sorry it’s not a big/clear as I’d like it to be, but this is the best I’ve got.
Shiny Metal Skull Caps…
…or, How I Climbed a Mountain To Fight The Crazies. After a fit of gambling, jumping in the black pool at the Cylion Basin to get around talking to some stupid kids, and finally rejoining my travelling companions, Lemuel and I headed off toward the Embered Peaks. According to Seria there is a “machine/man” mind there […]
The Dour Gambler & His Synth Old Lady…
…or, How I Met My New Weirdo Acquaintances & Our Travels Thus Far. It all started at the Mouth Cairns camp along the Wandering Walk – not that Lemuel, my trusted friend and travelling companion, and I are actually on the Walk, it was just a matter of coincidence or perhaps kismet – where I […]