“Bits of flesh and drops of blood
can set you free and steel your heart.” – The Torn
Hi all! It’s been a long time since I’ve posted anything, but now it’s time for another mysterious group to make its entrance to the world of DCC. The Fleshkeepers’ Sect is a demon-worshipping cult, sure, but it may not be the evil, childnapping band of monsters some civilized leaders may have led you to believe. Anyways, feel free to use this group in your campaigns as you see fit.
DCC – The Fleshkeepers’ Sect
Here I present to you a d200 table of Finnish/Finnic “pagan” proper names, drawn from various historical sources. Some of these names still remain in usage today, with the bulk of them dating from approximately 5000 BCE to 1300 CE.
Personally I use the table for PCs/NPCs in my DCC RPG campaign set in a fantasy version of Iron Age Fennoscandia.
PS. A fan recently made a web app which generates names from the above list, check it out through this link. And thank you Toni Lappalainen!
Table – Pre-Christian Finnish Names
Illustration: Defense of the Sampo – Akseli Gallen-Kallela, 1896.
”They say our small world of men is built on the backs of dragons, gone from the world aeons ago.”
So last month, I took part in the Mapvember 2017 challenge.
I don’t like the usual “top-down gridmap” -style at all personally, so I figured that I’d make each map an adventure on its own, with some notes and annotations included.
Tools used were my Micron pens, a single wide-brush Copic, and ink and brushes.
Here you have the maps I drew, pulled into a little PDF, with a tiny bit of commentary. Make them into stories! (And tell me how it goes!)
Fantasy Resource – Mapvember 2017 Adventures
“Hitting the road, with your wagons and followers in tow, you wonder what the winding way has stored for you this time?
Wolves? Trolls? Something altogether more sinister? There’s no way to know. You can only push forward.
And that is precisely why you push through this bleak landscape. To surprise yourself.
There was nothing new to find under the cold soil of your father’s fields, so you took the risk to become a delver. A reaver. A knower of things, a finder of secrets.
The road is your home, the inns on the way are the closest you want for a restful place.
You can never go back home again. But what is home anyway?” Continue reading “Random Encounters, in a Weird World”
“Yeh ever been ta the Screaming Duckling? Up on the east side? Yea, tha’s the one! Awesome ale they got there, but stay outta the bogs, I hear they’s haunted by a shit-daemon! Ha!
Wha’s aboot the Rough Arse? Down the Southway? Yea, the one with the one armed barmaid. Blimey, she’ll give ya a sound trashin’ any night o’ the week. How’d ya think I lost me front teef?
Hmm… Well riddle me this then: where’s the best place for a pint o’ dwarven scrummy? Don’t know? Well, tha’s where we’ll go next!
Handle the tab, will ya, tha’ssa good boy. Then we’re off to the Stinky Otter!” Continue reading “Tavern Names 101”
“You say you’re heading out to the caves up in the mountains?
Well, I’ve got just what you need: climbing spikes, rope, hooks, shovels, pick axes, crowbars, compasses, chalk, perfume and…
…what do you mean you won’t need perfume in the caves? Haven’t you heard of the stinkgoblins?” Continue reading “Equipment, improved”