Our Travelers:
Leif, a gigantic, white-haired true-kin. Escaped servitor. Wields a dyad rifle. Owns a singing crystal that wails the cryptic song of Viridis.
Faulkner, “Faulk”, a golden-black new-ibis. Believes he is human. Refuses to wear a mask. His soul was taken by Azathoth, but his body remains on Vaarn, undecaying.
Nullseed, “Null”, a floating drone-companion, known as a troton. Feeds on the dust of sky-stones. Rescued from a lizard lion attack.
Snow Child, an ash-coloured mycomorph, constantly shedding spores. Saved by the Travelers from a tumblesnare.
See how this all started. Check out the list of all my solo plays.
Preamble:
This week (game time), which has taken just over half a year (real time) has been a great adventure in writing and a fun exercise for the imagination. Below I will give a short summary of the first week, both for those new to the blog and those who have been reading since the start but need a good recap (like me). The story has evolved over time, so it is helpful to take stock and prepare for the next seven solo plays.
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