“This is the Alleigosto Exploration Team, is anyone out there? Anyone on the Cog Auditory-Wave Line, please respond! We are lost on the Ichthyan Sea. We’ve observed and overheard terrible creatures. Send help immediately. These waters are dangerous, arm yourselves by all means. I repeat, arm yourselves. Air waves will remain open, in hopes of response.” – The distress signal of Her Heavenly Embrace, sunken wreck
It is time once again to gaze into the mists and see what gazes back. I bring you tales and people traversing the mists, woes of the occult, crime never paying, schemes of a warmonger and rising spirits assembling a demonic gallivant.
Author’s Note: More ambitious conquering for Drakov, Victorian spiritualism, Japanese ghosts and more on a thieves haven homage to Yojimbo. That is what to expect from this post! Also, I know I’ve griped about it before, but I feel like I should cover and flesh out my own worlds. I don’t really want to play D&D anymore, even though I like pondering about the settings. It’s this weird paradox for me. I have more posts I want to do, so we’ll see how quick I can get over this funk.