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
Tess looked over her notes, each page crammed with words, diagrams and sigils. The shelter was warm today, the fires fully stocked, but everyone was hungry. So hungry. Today they had to try something different. They had been foraging for days now, grabbing every scrap of food they could find. They had tried hunting, but
In 1867 the iron screw steamer Brizo left from Foochow (now Fuzhou), China, heading toward London, heavily laden with goods and passengers. Amongst it’s cargo (which consisted mostly of tea) were several large, suspiciously coffin-like boxes, which aside from the traditional custom stamps had many other markings on them. Strange and occult looking sigils which
You awake in the cold in the darkness of a cave. You have no idea who you are, or where you are. You see some other people waking up around you, looking similarly confused. There seems to be light coming from outside, and as you get to your feet you move towards the entrance of