Campaign Chronicles

So... when we went to create the Dragula/Electric Warlock character, he was originally going to be called Dr. Zekenstein's Monster. That ended up changing but it made me wonder who Dr. Zekenstein might have been. Dr. Z was a geneticist and surgeon who became an early pioneer of the technology that led to the creation of Zippers. And he would have made a lot of money along the way. While no one can confirm Dr. Zekenstein's fate following the war, he had inspired a lot of competition. Canonically, BeautyMax already existed, offering to preserve youth and vitality through Project Mummy ™ but I felt like there needed to be more corporate players on the field as it were. Most of them would have been subsumed by HumanCorp by now or destroyed during the Human-Monster War but, as an option, I would like to present the following for consideration. 1.  Zekenstein Biotechnics      • THE pioneer is the recombination and reanimation of the dead. They developed the technol...

09 Newkolt 349 AC Arthur, Agnes, Granite, Phineas, Altan, and Davaa gather at the entry tunnel to the Deep Shale Hold. Dozens of dwarves had gathered to make their farewells and offer good luck when Talan came sauntering up the tunnel with Fargain, a pack slung over one shoulder. Granite looks at the Kagonesti. "What are you about, Talan?" He asks, confused by the elf's appearance. "While you guide Arthur and his lady to the Cape of Nordmaar, I will be plotting a course to the Lastgaard Moutains," came the smooth reply. The dwarf jabbed a finger at him. "You are not walking to Southern Ergoth by yourself." Talan seemed confused, "Why not? I walked all of the way here by myself." The elf continued as though explaining something obvious. "You said you would not commit to moving the clan on my word alone. So I shall gather more evidence." Granite looked upward as if asking the gods for patience. Then he lowered his gaze to the el...

07 Deepkolt 349 AC EN ROUTE TO TARITHNESTI Kysek stares at the dragon. Still concealed beneath the canopy, his concentration is total. His right hand closes into a fist. Above, the Bigby’s Crushing Hand closes on the dragon's neck. The wyrm thrashes, forces its claws beneath the fingers and bending them back. Kysek twists his wrist in response. The colossal hand twists with it, dragging the dragon sideways. The beast beats its wings furiously. It roars, enraged. Kysek doesn't react, guiding the fist with precision. Meanwhile, his left hand moves to an entirely different rhythm, like a conductor leading an orchestra. He fingers sweep through the air. His conjured sword answers. A flick of two fingers turns it into a diving strike. A raised palm pulls it away before the dragon's claws can intercept. The sword draws blood again, slicing across the dragon's back. Then another threat arrives. Raven streaks through the sky, following the trail of destruction and the drag...

EPISODE ONE: EAST OF OMAHA (THE BILLBOARD PEOPLE) A few minutes later, the convoy arrived at a rundown warehouse near the old rail yard. The building was covered with rusty corrugated steel panels. Boarded up, windows dotted the outside. Several panels hung slightly crooked, rattling in the wind. Knee-high weeds pushed through cracked pavement. Abandoned train cars sat on nearby sidings like monuments to a world that no longer existed. Decades of urban decay had settled over everything. The entire area smelled of diesel fuel and metal. A chain-link fence topped with razor wire surrounded the property. Two guards stood watch at the gate. One was a pale vampire in a faded security jacket carrying a pump-action shotgun slung over his shoulder. The other was a shaggy wolf-man whose badge identified him as "Ralph". While the vampire checked IDs, Ralph made his way around to each of the vehicles, sniffing for anything out-of-the-ordinary. Once satisfied, Ralph signaled the vam...