Christmas RPG – Clearing the Forest


The land of Varran was once a single continent with a typical fantasy civilization built upon it. All the races lived there until one day a huge meteor shower tore the land to pieces. What was left was a ring of islands.

Civilization survived by hiding underground in Dwarven strongholds. When it was safe to venture back to the surface it was the Dwarves who held all the power and the islands were eventually claimed by one of five Dwarven clans.

The other important effect of the meteors was that all divine magic stopped working, people were suddenly unable to commune with their gods. In its place people discovered the gift of psionics.

Our story takes place on one of the Eastern-most islands, ruled over by a Dwarven clan nicknamed the Trappers because of the forests that cover most of their land. Our characters are all residents of the islands main port, Midfast.

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Christmas RPG – A Simple System

This Christmas I was really keen to run a one-shot RPG session from my brothers. I didn’t want to spend a lot of time pouring over character sheets and stats because as new players I wanted them to be able to start playing straight away. So, with that in mind I constructed a very simple ruleset to get us going.
Here… Is that ruleset.

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News Bulletin

We’ve received an exclusive videotape from the Melrose Hotel in Washington DC depicting some truly extraordinary events! We should warn you, this footage may be unsettling for younger viewers
<cut to security camera footage with voice over>
*woman walks slowly out of her door into a hallway. Slowly, she walks down the hall.*
Here we see 49 year old Abigail Horner allegedly posessed by a malevolent spirit. The spirit is taking her towards the pool area, presumably to drown her in a horrendous display.
Thankfully for her, several Orpheus agents are staying just down the hall
*Cut to Dahlia and Connor walking down the hall*

– the rest of the scene is shown as captured by security cameras. The footage is grainy and doesn’t show much, but does solidly show the action from that point of view.

The reporter then interviews the woman. While she was terrified, she also genuinely thanks the Orpheus agents for saving her life.

“While Orpheus agents are instructed not to speak with the media, a spokesman for the company did inform us that Orpheus Agents take it upon themselves to protect the innocent whenever possible, and that the actions of the agents in questions were well within guidelines and to be applauded.”

“But this does raise the question- what is our country doing to…”

Orpheus – Dealing with Death

Excerpts from the journal of Connor Galloway, an employee of Orpheus and member of Crucible 7.


Washington DC, October 15, 2013.

There was more coverage on the news about the Death Merchants last night. One of the reporters even likened them to Orpheus but was quick to point out that the company had thus far stuck to the law. Some cell had popped up in Mexico, killing a drug lord while he slept in his house surrounded by guards. After seeing the footage I found it rather hard to get to sleep and after a few hours of restless dreaming I was woken by a ringing noise.

It was my phone on the bedside table and at first I though it must be morning and that I’d forgotten to turn my alarm off for the trip. But, as I looked over I saw that it was 3am and Dahlia was calling. I rubbed my eyes a little before answering.
“Hey, what’s up?”
“Hi,” she sounded a lot more awake than I was, “could you come over to my room for a second?”
“Sure,” what on earth could this be about, “I’ll be right there.”

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Orpheus – Roadtrip

Excerpts from the journal of Connor Galloway, an employee of Orpheus and member of Crucible 7.


Richmond Virginia, October 14, 2013.

Early Monday morning I got back to the office. It was already quite busy when I arrived and I overheard someone talking about the ‘Death Merchants’ that had been reported on the news. Apparently these mercenary groups of projectors had cropped up in third- and second-world countries, working for drug cartels, warbands, and the like.

Entering the office I found Dahlia and Markus already at their desks. I’d brought in a bunch of books that I thought might prove interesting and plopped them down on my own desk telling the others that they should feel free to read them. There was an email waiting for me that said our DC meeting had been pushed back to Tuesday, but our reservations still applied to tonight. It was clear that the others had received the same email.

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