Queer Fantasy and Weird Tales for the People
Happy Monday for the last time in 2019! Instead of a new Song of the Week for you, I’ve made a playlist on YouTube of all the songs I used this year:
Tomorrow, I’ll have some sort of yearly recap; I’m not sure if I will continue doing this every year (I may forget by the time 2021 rolls around), but I’m trying it out. I’ll also be starting the new year with the next chapter of Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea on Wednesday.
See you soon!
“You all know why we are here,” Reva proclaimed, and the empty walls of the warehouse echoed her words back to her. “We are here to free Phyreios from the tyranny of the Seven Ascended. The festival has given us a chance to act. I need to know that all of you are with me.”
Continue reading “Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea: Chapter X”Joni Mitchell, “River”
Good morning and happy holidays to all!
My schedule is a little off this week. I’ll have the next chapter of Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea up Thursday instead of Wednesday, so I’ll see you then!
I awoke just before sunrise, and after only a short while I abandoned my futile attempts to sleep again. It was for the best that I would not compete this day, as I had not rested well. My thoughts were churning like the icy mountain streams in the land of my birth, fed by snow-melt in the spring. I feared that the banks of my mind would be flooded if I remained by myself in the quiet. I rose and left my room to light the fire. In these dry climes, the early mornings were cold, even in the summer.
A fellow competitor, Rhea of the Golden Road team, had been attacked and nearly killed by a man in a mask. Reva had assured us that we would be safe during the Cerean Tournament; that it was forbidden to attack any of the contestants and that fairness in the games was sacred. She had been counting on that principle to keep Khalim safe, so that he and his god would not be at risk from the Ascended even after he made his presence known in the contest of magic. Now all the people of Phyreios knew his face and his name and what he could do.
Could I keep him safe? I was unable to protect Fearghus, all those months ago.
Continue reading “Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea: Chapter IX”Heather Dale, “Joan”
Happy Monday!
It is less than a month until Midwinter Gaming Con, and I am busy preparing to GM Call of Cthulhu! If you’re interested in playing with me, there’s more information here.
There will be another chapter of Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea up here on Wednesday, so I’ll see you then. Have a good week!
It had been a fine day, despite its inelegant start. Garvesh and Khalim had performed admirably, and the Iron Mountain team had maintained its lead. Aysulu would compete the next day, in the contests of skill, and she was confident that she would carry the day. Among the warriors assembled here, only the Tribe of the Lion and the Wolf had any reputation for horse archery. It would be a good test of her abilities before the time when she would face them on a real battlefield.
She found Jin facing a stand weighed down with dumplings, each filled with meat and spices. He pored over them, brows furrowed, as though they held some great mystery that he was required to puzzle out.
Continue reading “Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea: Interlude One”Hozier, “Movement”
Happy Monday!
I’ll be busy this week preparing for Midwinter Gaming Convention and getting some more chapters of Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea ready for you. The next chapter will be up Wednesday. The Well Below the Valley is on hold until after the convention. If you’re interested in playing Call of Cthulhu with me, there’s more information and links here. I’m so excited and nervous to run this module again!
Have an excellent week!
I parted from my companions for the afternoon and met Heishiro at the Flower of the Mountain to share a drink in the hours between the contest of poetry and that of magecraft, and passed the time there, trying to learn of the secrets of the eastern smiths. Heishiro was no craftsman himself, though he was an accomplished wielder of the weapons they made, and he could only give me a broad description of how steel was made. The tall stalks of grass that grew in his homeland and reached many times the height of a man were burned, and the charcoal left behind forged with iron to make a metal that was stronger and harder than any of the weapons and tools of my people. I asked him if I could replicate this process using what hardy plants and evergreen trees grew in the lands of my birth, and he told me he did not know.
I returned at sunset to find Khalim praying again, his bare feet slowly digging furrows into the sand under the first row of the stands as he paced. Darkness fell, and torches went up around the arena.
Continue reading “Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea: Chapter VIII”As promised, here is my Very Exciting News: I will be running two Call of Cthulhu games at Midwinter Gaming Convention in January! This con takes place every year in downtown Milwaukee. We’ll be playing the first two chapters of my module, The Well Below the Valley. Part One will take place on Thursday, January 9th, at 5:30 pm, and Part Two will be Saturday, January 11th, also at 5:30 pm. Both games will be at Table 4 in the MacArthur Room. Tickets are free (you’ll need a convention badge), but there are only 5 slots per game, so if you want to play with me, get them fast!
Here is the event page for Part One.
Here is the event page for Part Two.
Here is where you can get convention badges.
To avoid spoilers, I will be hiding all the posts from Chapter One and Chapter Two of my module until after the con, but the introductory material will remain available. I also won’t be posting any new parts of the module, and will instead be updating Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea every week. We’ll resume with Chapter Three and the normal posting schedule the week of January 13.
I am so excited to host this game and look forward to playing with you!
Garbage, “As Heaven is Wide”
Happy Monday! It’s now December. This year has both been extremely long and flown by.
Last week, against all odds, I finished NaNo! I also received some Very Exciting News, which I promise I will actually tell everyone about soon.
In less exciting news, my sweet cat Odin was very sick last week. He seems to be back to his old self, but it was very scary there for a couple of days and he had to have a lot of tests done. If you have a few extra dollars and want to help me cover his vet costs, you can donate to my Ko-Fi, but please don’t feel obligated.
I hope everyone has an excellent week.
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