Category: Roleplay

Today, for the first time in far too many moons, the air is filling up with the ticking of wordmachine keys, and a piece of…

It’s hard to sum up the strangeness of the last few moons.  I’d have written it as it all happened, and tried – but coughing…

Knowledge comes in bits and pieces, if it ever comes at all.   I’ve come by this news all out of order — talking a…

This all happened some time back now, on the 51st day of the Season of Shelter. I’ve been trying to keep it secret from untrustworthy…

A curving beak.  Round glassy eyes.  A scarlet scalp.  These features usually describe a common critter known well to Wastelanders:  the turkey buzzard.  A simple-minded…