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Tactical Tuesday: Operation Redridge

This isn’t just a mission. It’s a war in microcosm, and you’re on point. The target is codename “Boar,” a hardened insurgent leader holed up in the dense forests of the Red Ridge region.

Frights and Fables: Eco-Horror Adventures

Listen closely, my friends. The world beneath your feet, the skies above, and the oceans beyond are not passive entities.

Tactical Tuesday: Be the 1-Man Army

Alright, tough guy (or gal), so you want to be the lone wolf, the shadow in the jungle, the one the enemy whispers about around their campfires?

Tactical Tuesday: Supply Depot Strike

he Shadowroot Supply Depot is a vital supply hub for the enemy, buried under the dense canopy of the jungle. It’s fortified, but not invincible.

Frights and Fables: Peaks & Depths

Tonight, we do not tell tales of cozy hearths or triumphant heroes. No, this is a world of dark whispers and unrelenting dread. A world where cursed peaks rise to scrape the underbelly of heaven and fathomless caverns call with promises of secrets best left hidden.

Tactical Tuesday: Guerrilla Game

…jungles are a relentless, green hell where enemies could be a shady spot in the trees or the terrain under your boots. Players are part of an elite, mixed-unit commando force dropped deep into hostile territory.

Frights and Fables: Traps, Wards, and Sigils

When claws scrape too near and shadows press upon you from all sides, it is not bravery nor strength, but cleverness that may fend off the impending doom.

Tactical Tuesday: The Value of Medals

Alright, listen up, legionnaire. This is straight from command. I’m here to tell you why medals, commendations, and awards are more than just shiny bits of metal in your modern military-themed TTRPG.

Frights and Fables: The Path of the Stalker

To hunt the living is a task demanding cunning and patience, but to pursue what lies beyond the veil of life itself—that is an endeavor most macabre.

Tactical Tuesday: The 11th Hour of War

Alright, GMs, strap in and grab your coffee—this is where the war story gets bloody and raw. The 11th hour of any war isn’t when the dust settles; it’s when the dust gets kicked up into a choking cloud of chaos. This is the moment when a losing side unravels, stretching every last thread of their resolve until it breaks.