Welcome to the tenth of November! My sanity is slowly crumbling under the pressure of NaNoWriMo–but since I tend to write best when I’m feeling my craziest, I’m sure this’ll work out just fine! Today on Loremageddon, we’re talking about– *** The Cult of Ten. No other name on Canno provokes such strong feeling, or […]
For the ninth day of NaNoWriMo/Loremageddon (I will push Loremageddon until it catches on! You cannot stop me!), I’m going to break from my initial theme and switch from a point-by-point breakdown of various cultures, to whatever interests me! First up on the list: *** Approaching Firasca by sea or by land provides both the […]
After an extended period of time, I’ve finally escaped the bogs! It’s time we went somewhere greener, more temperate, and vastly less murderous! To that end, we’re moving across the Summer Ocean to Ceslon, the rolling hills, broad farms and lively forests of the Murit, and… well, maybe the “less murderous” part has to wait […]
Moving right along into Day 6 of Loremageddon, here’s a quickish look at the peculiar culture of the North Ton! *** Life in the bogs is a dour thing, by itself. Looming trees wash out most finer colors with great, dark trunks often covered in pale lichens and sickly moss. What vibrancy there is comes […]
After a brief lull yesterday to recharge, we’re back with some lore for a markedly less violent group of people. Peace is, after all, in their name–how bad could any of them be? *** “A peaceful man in a dangerous place soon becomes dangerous himself, or dead.” -The Philosopher Lei Tze The difference between Lei […]
And here we are for Day 3 of my personal approach to National Novel Writing Month. The title for this one’s pretty self-explanatory, so what what’re we waiting for? *** “As the length of a discussion about Tonnish fighting equipment increases, the probability that someone will scream ‘talk about reaping spears!’ at the top of […]
And here we are for NaNoWriMo Day 2! Without nearly so much ado this time, let’s get into some warstock lore! (Warning: tall angry women. Less tall but equally angry men.) *** The North Ton warstock feel the sting of their insufficiencies more sharply than any. As the greater Ton ethnic group’s buffer against the […]
