Greetings folks. This week I’m going to take a deep dive into some of the lore around Fringe Planet. Something many authors of weird fiction (which are huge inspiration for Fringe Planet) did was to create their own grimoires, used as focal points in the stories and plot devices. So I’ve done the same thing.
The lore of Fringe Planet is vast. It’s a world I’ve been developing for years now, filling it with stories and details. What happened to the Brizo? If the Aspects are so powerful, why don’t they just kill the peons? Why is there a dimension hopping cat? There are many different stories to explore in
Trish had been acting strangely for days now. She had locked herself in the workshop, refusing meals and not sleeping. She was clearly building something, but we had no idea what. She had nearly died a week ago, when she had got lost in a very sudden snow storm. Thankfully, we had found her –
The universe of Fringe Planet is dangerous one. The peons have the odds stacked against them, which is why it is your job as a player to keep them alive (or don’t, try and kill them in amusing ways, I won’t judge!). Dangerous creatures will try and kill the peons. Rituals will cause harm and
That old radio we had found months ago was playing music again – a distorted and static-filled version of some classical piece none of us could place. It managed to be both refreshing as well as creepy. We had been living here for over a year now. Stuart, one of the first of the group
We found it in the snow. On it’s side laying there like it had been there a few days. We brought it back home – letting it dry in front of the central fire in our dining area. A radio, in this crazy place! How did such a thing get here? Presumably in the same
Part 1 – A beginning My name is Elisabeth Crane. I doubt human eyes will ever read these writings, but it is in my nature to make them – for there is a chance that one day they may be recovered and I truly fear the situation that will involve their discovery. I have taken
Kristine crunched her way through the freshly settling snow. It had been flurrying all evening, small flakes floating down lazily from the sky. This inevitably lead to her train from London being delayed. It was almost dark now but the sky was strangely bright from the reflection of the snow and due to the orange
Greetings! This week has been a flurry of activity. The main focus of which has been setting up the Fringe Planet webshop. Which I was really hoping to launch today – but alas, I’m waiting on some things to get done by a 3rd party, which means I’ll have to unveil it next week instead.
The Void is a strange place. An eldritch dimension older than time itself. Stealing parts from other dimensions only to leave them drifting through It’s vast emptiness. It is also full of magical energy, which gives rise to many strange and dangerous interactions. There are great evils and perils in The Void. One of these