STARTING IN THE CLOG You don't start in a tavern. Taverns imply surplus. Surplus implies sunshine. You start where the falling stops. The architect...

STARTING IN THE CLOG You don't start in a tavern. Taverns imply surplus. Surplus implies sunshine. You start where the falling stops. The architect...

I haven’t been sleeping much, so I wrote some Troika! backgrounds instead. They are mostly concerned with bodily fluids, cosmic mistakes, and terrible jobs. ...

A setting book is a coffin. It arrives glossy and heavy, three hundred pages packed with royal lineages, racialized taxonomies, ancient history, and satel...

Combat works basically however you can remember it from OD&D, as best as you can remember. You won't be able to look up a rule so you aren't tempted. The fol...

There are no noble rebellions against evil galactic empires in Classic Traveller. Classic Traveller is about mud, rust, and most of all the crushing weight o...

Played a game inside. The rules were scraped together from a fading memory of B/X and scratched onto the back of commissary receipts. The dice were made of f...

There is a sickness in the modern tabletop hobby, a kind of creeping, insidious consumerism that tries to convince you that you need things to play. We get c...