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Mazes & Mondays: Map Making & Planning

Greetings, brave adventurers and cunning map-makers! Embarking on the quest to create the ultimate fantasy map can be both thrilling and daunting. Fear not, for I shall guide you through this mystical journey, balancing serious warnings with a sprinkle of humor. After all, the right style of fortress in the right terrain is imperative to the fortress’s success. Imagine a stone castle in a marsh—it would likely end up as a moat with interior walls! Let’s dive into the enchanted world of map building and fortifications.

Frights & Fables: Veils of Shadows

Welcome, storytellers and architects of unease. Within the shrouded labyrinth of modern horror lies one of the most potent tools at your disposal—the secret society. These organizations are woven intricately into the fabric of Dark Evolution, pulling strings, shaping history, and whispering to the shadows. Whether they are clandestine protectors against the unknown or harbingers of humanity’s descent into chaos, secret societies add a layer of mystery that challenges players to peel away the layers of a world gone dark.

Panels, Pulp & Geek Opera

The countdown has begun—I’m heading back to ConCarolinas in 2025! Reservations are made, panels submitted, and companion badges ordered.

Tactical Tuesday: Meet Your Assets

Alright, strap in, rookie. If you’re rolling with this crew, you better know your assets, inside and out. The team’s got the looks of chaos, but it’s all built on strategy, guts, and gear. Everything in your hands or at your back is what keeps you breathing after the lead starts flying, so you better appreciate it. These tables? They’ll build your squad, gear ‘em up, give ‘em wheels, and show you where and how they operate. Roll, adapt, and survive.

Mazes & Mondays: The Rumblefish

Behold The Rumblefish, a legendary galleon that prowls the fierce tides of Valkyrion—a haven for warriors, outcasts, and all those who live by the blade. Its towering masts and weathered hull speak of battles survived, plunder claimed, and lords defied. For those seeking the thrill of blood and gold, The Rumblefish is no mere ship. It is a floating fortress, a lawless sanctuary where honor and chaos mingle, and fortune favors the bold.

Frights & Fables: The Swarm Sovereign

Vermillion Pines, a forgotten town settled along the Appalachian foothills, groans under the weight of entropy. What was once a thriving mill town is now a hollowed-out corpse; cracked pavements and boarded-up houses stand testament to decades of hardship and decay. Nature has reclaimed much of the land, but an unsettling wrongness accompanies its encroachment.

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Tactical Tuesday: Join the Best…

Alright, listen up. You don’t call yourself a merc without backing it up. If you’re here, you’re looking for something tougher. Something sharper. You’re sniffing around for a shot at joining them. The mercenary outfit with the kind of reputation that wakes people up in a cold sweat. These guys aren’t your barroom brawlers or wannabe heroes—I’m talking the hardest, leanest pack of professional killers-for-hire you’ll find anywhere. If you don’t have what it takes, stop pretending and scram now, because this crew doesn’t babysit. They break you—or worse—and only the best damned soldiers come out the other end standing.

Frights & Fables: Into the Heart of Madness

Horror, my friends, begins and ends with atmosphere. It is not merely the setting you traverse, but the weight that hangs over every roll and decision. Dim lantern light flickering on damp stone. The oppressive screech of distant, unseen predators. A whisper—barely audible, yet undeniably chilling—curling around the room as you boil your final ration of coffee. This is the stage upon which pulp-horror comes alive.

Returning to Charlotte in Style

I’ve always believed there’s a certain poetry in revisiting the places that shaped you. For me, ConCarolinas in Charlotte was one of those places.