What even needs to be said? You are a pebbled worm, never to be smiled at. Any who know you fear you, and rightly so. You are a god of the river, an oasis king. The mighty cocodril has always been able to speak, but has never needed to, especially not to those chattering soft-skinned things that imagined themselves so important. As time has passed, so too has your might. What was once an unstoppable terror of the water may now be slain with a common firearm. Your brethren hold harpoons in their skin, or grace the ceilings of collections. Perhaps it is time to deign. Adapt to the world, man-eater, lest you become man-eaten. 𓆊 COCODRIL 𓆊 Or allagarta, gharial, or other similar beast. Starting skills: 1. Moral Philosophy . 2. Riddles . 3. Talking to Birds . Starting items: hell no Gain +2 MOVE  per template. A Curse on Four Legs , Death Roll B River Thresher , +1 to hit C  +2 HP , +1 to hit D  Leviathan , +1 to hit At template A, you are eight feet long and weigh 250 poun...

 Where wast thou when I laid the foundations of the earth? declare, if thou hast understanding. Who hath laid the measures thereof, if thou knowest? or who hath stretched the line upon it? Whereupon are the foundations thereof fastened? or who laid the corner stone thereof; When the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy? The world as it is known, circa 1660. In purple, green, and blue are the regions of the Empire of the Sun and Moon. To the north, in red, are the lands occupied by the many city-states of the djinn, which sit in the shadow of the Great Wall of the Djinn which circles the world's equator. That's the giant black line at the top. Finally, highlighted in yellow is the Protectorate of Yonah, which once boldly repelled the Empire's questing ships. North of the wall lies mystery, and beyond the sea lies loss. The world is vast, wondrous, and fearful. In the beginning, there was nothing, and where there was nothing, there were fairies...

 For my setting Morning Stars , formerly Cold Silver Heavens . Merry Christmas. This is, if I am to be very honest, a poor man's  Sword-Shepherd - but it's mine. Some people say that there is an art to war. Those people are wrong. War is a trade, and you are its apprentice, journeyman, and one day, master . WARRIOR Starting skills: 1. Folklore . 2. Battlefield Surgery . 3. Mountaineering . Starting items: Medium armor, an unimpressive but trusty steed, and your choice of: a medium melee weapon, a pistol ( 1d10 damage, one handed, range 20' , takes a minute to reload), and 10 bullets with paper cartridges; a light melee weapon, a rifle ( 2d6 damage, two handed, range 40' , takes a minute to reload), and 10 bullets with paper cartridges; or a medium melee weapon and a shield. Gain +1 to hit per template. A Cold Blood , Tradition B Hot Steel , +1 damage C Man-Eating Lion D Lion-Eating Man , +1 damage As a Warrior , you cannot fumble with any weapon, unless it...

Another installment in my  Unfinished World  bootleg series. Manufacturing, the First Art. The magic of making something out of nothing. The working of Hot Metal. The  Manufactories and their Academy are the highest authority in the world regarding it, as far as anybody is concerned. It's embarrassing how wrong they are. Creation is a parlor trick for impressing lords. Its power is temporary, a mere toy. Even the airships and the artillery and the standardized currency. No, true power lies in becoming. The flesh is weak, and steel is strong. Even the Manufactories understand this, though their  best attempts are nothing but an unrefined mockery of what you'll become. 

FOR  QAL ASHEN (And for Halloween .) You were here first. Before Time, before Death, before the world was ordered and numbered and described, you were here. You're a dreadful thing, feared by spirits, banished by the Sun, at home only in the Underworld. The living learned to traverse your world, taking Death into themselves and mastering it, but as the old saying goes: as above, so below. + THE EXHUMED +1 to hit and +1 HP per Template. A - Denizen , Fossilis , +2 Denizen Traits B - Life of the Party , +1 Denizen Trait C - Sparagmos , +1 Denizen Trait D - Undying , +1 Denizen Trait Denizen You are what most call a Denizen, or Gallu: an antechronological creature from the Underworld, a servant (though you may not be) of the great God Qal Ashen. At character creation, do not choose a Folk; instead, roll for your appearance on the following table three times; once for your head, body, and limbs respectively. Mammalian .  Reptilian.  Insectoid. Avian.  Piscine. Humanoid...

Special thanks to  Glass Candles  for his excellent item suggestions.  They think they can tell you what to do. They think they know better . They can all go to Hell. The world is your oyster, which you with sword will open. You can be as cruel or as merciful as you like in the pursuit of power; it's your decision. Everything is. The Red Heretics are those who have rejected warning. They have no single doctrine, as Red Heresy is burnt out wherever it is found. They are united by one insane tenet: that Chaos may be controlled by Man with no need for the g_ds. Such heresy has reemerged many times in history. By  The Nothic's Eye You may not be able to talk to the angels, but you are the one the priests warned you of. THE UNFETTERED PALADIN Starting items: A Red Mask, a light butcher's cleaver, a light scalpel, a clean white apron, and 2 pieces of Forensic Evidence from the table below. Skills: 1 . Butcher. 2. Barber-surgeon. 3 . Drug enthusiast. +1 INIT and +1 ...