Poetic Musings
Thank you for taking this literary journey with me! Here I post personal thoughts on social issues, reflections about day-to-day living, and of course a healthy amount of stories inspired by the many games I’ve played over the years. I try to update several times a week, and genuinely appreciate the care and support of all who read these words, whether the post is fanciful or heartfelt.
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Que Sera (Mage Concept)
Everyone has a personal, deep connection with the idea of time. Not with Time itself of course—it's doubtful the immeasurable ebb and flow of time gives a single mote of attention to the individual actions of any of us—but with the version of time that each of us...
Conquest: Tunon’s Court
The Bastard City was three days' hard travel from the Scarlet Chorus camp, and out of the way enough that utilizing the mysterious fast-travel teleportation ability of the Spires would not hasten the journey. With all due haste we made our way to the tribunal hall...
DC: Presumed Value
Some items have intrinsic value—there's no denying that food, water, and shelter are important staples for the human condition, and when they become scarce, fighting over those resources becomes understandably intense. There are plenty of other objects or ideas that...
DC: Back to the Metro
Even with the world falling into chaos, people like a joke. A little levity goes a long way when you're scavenging for food and clean water, fighting off the drug-crazed gangers who want to turn the local environment into their personal bloodthirsty domain. Just...
Conquest: Scarlet Stand
With a tunnel through the maelstrom opened, and the old regent dead, the Scarlet Chorus quickly made preparations to claim ownership of the Blade Grave, formerly called the Kingdom of Stalwart. Their banners flew, snapping in the fierce winds from the Edict of Storms,...
Conquest: the Pursuit of Happiness
A Regent had ruled from the throne of Stalwart for more than five centuries, an unbroken chain of leadership and sovereignty that culminated in the cries of a newborn, the last heir to the ancestral keep in which we stood. Our path was clear: to cleanse the land of...
