Story Starters

  • 2024-06-08 World Oceans Day

    June 8, 2024

    The world according to Weed, fae assassin

    I delivered the item to Mother Ocean and had the misfortune of chatting with all four Mothers in one room. Despite being happy that I retrieved the item, I got an earful asking why I hadn’t restarted the Trucarean apple groves on Old Earth.
    #WorldOceansDay

  • 2024-06-06 Rain Turning to Showers

    June 6, 2024

    Shadow files of Agent Lillian Larson, John Culling Society

    Locklin the Shape-changing Donkey (I can’t bring myself to call him Loki), says the ‘clouds speak of an invasion. We should prepare.’ It just looks like rain turning to showers to me.
    #ttrpg #urbanfantasy #untroddenways

  • 2024-06-05 Hot Air Balloon Day

    June 5, 2024

    The world according to Weed, fae assassin

    This was the best escape plan in years. The dwarf had a balloon. He said it was filled with dragon’s breath. We floated away from the tower leaving the hobgoblins cursing our names.
    #HotAirBalloonDay

  • 2024-06-04 Emptiness

    June 4, 2024

    The world according to Weed, fae assassin

    We followed the spirit of an Emptiness back to its place on the Untrodden Ways. It was a desolate land that had known endless war. Grey, bleak skies. Acorns and spoiled eggs, the Emptiness had brought bodies back there. They danced and writhed to some sick piper’s tune.
    #emptiness

  • 2024-06-03 I Hate Old Earth

    June 3, 2024

    Emil Longarms, Ogre for Hire

    Weed, I hate Old Earth. The humans smell. The food is bland. This northern town is the only place I’ve ever been happy. When the storm giants come to town, and the humans run to hide. I am at peace watching the destruction.
    #grandmarais

  • 2024-05-31 I can’t find my way out

    May 31, 2024

    Astral projection lost on the Untrodden Ways

    Please help me. I can’t find my way out. Wha… what did I just say? Quick! All I see is red. Nevermind, all is good now. Please help me. I broke my wand and can’t break the spell.
    #hildrson

  • 2024-05-29 Old Edgar

    May 29, 2024

    Shadow files of Agent Lillian Larson, John Culling Society

    Immortality apparently doesn’t make you immune to diseases of the mind. While watching a pair of hunting vampires, we overheard them cursing ‘Old Edgar’. Male vampire, ‘Can you believe old Edgar? Lost his mind. Gave in to the hunger and is turning into a zombie.’ Female vampire, ‘More humans for us. Damn his blood, I hope that didn’t pass to us.’
    #vampires

  • 2024-05-28 Missing Clans

    May 28, 2024

    Shadow files of Agent Lillian Larson, John Culling Society

    We were tasked to relocate a clan of Forest Folk. On the way to the vans, this crone looks at me and says, ‘you are one of the good ones. When the Culling tree is twisted, so is all in its shadow. Find the light.’ Then she and everyone around us touched their ears. Someone yelled for them to move along, and I lost them in the crowd. When I tried to find them at the relocation center, no one knew where this family was.
    #forestfolk

  • 2024-05-27 Nothing to Fear

    May 27, 2024

    Shadow files of Agent Lillian Larson, John Culling Society

    The entire team should have died that day. The demon fed on fear. When the team entered the Rush Keep, it crept into our minds using our fears to get stronger with each possession. Something or someone defeated the demon releasing us from its enchantment.
    #NothingToFearDay

  • 2024-05-14 Chicken Dance Day

    May 15, 2024

    Shadow files of Agent Lillian Larson, John Culling Society

    We shut down the building so it couldn’t happen again. The dance hall had a curse on it. Anyone who did the chicken dance during a wedding reception on May 14 under a full moon turned into chickens. There were roosters and hens running all over the place. Agent Adva had to show off. He tried it. Turned into a nice rooster too.
    #ChickenDanceDay #ttrpg #urbanfantasy #untroddenways