Throne of Salt

 Chapter 1 ** Chora's Den, Lower Wards. You can hear the pounding music from outside, and that is the problem. You are outside, when yo...

Many folks have leveled the criticism (correctly) that non-human player options in D&D and its lookalikes are mostly humans with accents...

It is the sleep of the dead. You simmer, dormant, suspended in the hazy soup of warm chemical oblivion. It is...nice...to Not Be. And then t...

AEdwardBaker   Deep in the great asteroid hive-cities, folk capitalists chant polyphonic stock prices to the thrum of their crypto rigs and ...

You read that title right! This post was written by my good friend S.J. (posted here with his blessing) after he binge-read all the other MS...

They call themselves the Great Imperial Order of the Dragon. Say that they are a secret sect of the Second Empire, sworn in those days to th...

Annie Jump Cannon As Previously Established FuckMotherer Everybody to the Limit Rubenesque 1002nd Night Salty Johns Mirror of Eternity Conse...