Spotlight: Sadface, the Fellcrafted Chimeric

Satan had his companions, fellow devils, to admire and encourage him, but I am solitary and abhorred.

-Frankenstein, by Mary Shelley

The Wizard lacks resources and thus is unable to craft the battle-automata and servitors typical of his kind.  But he has not let his sere circumstances deter him - setting upon the flesh of those he has captured, he has created terrible Chimerics: blasphemous meldings of human and animal DNA, augmented with cybernetics.  These pitiful creatures are forced to be obedient through mind-links; they live their life in constant agony, venting their terrible hatred on the world as though it were the creator which so twisted them.

Spotlight: Loamhedge Renegade Badger Paladin

I am that is, my sword shall wield for me.

-Redwall, by Brian Jacques

The Badgers of the Loamhedge Renegades are the largest and most ferocious of warriors.  Most of they remained with the Abbey after the schism, but a few recognized "loyalty" as something more personal than fighting for a pile of bricks and mortar.

Endless Whispers: Magic

Magick is the science and art of causing change to occur in conformity with will.

-The Book of the Law, by Aleister Crowley

Mages are allowed in the Endless Whispers Campaign, but they use a modified set of spells since, for example, Arcane Bolt is too powerful.  Wizards roll their spells randomly from the below table.

Spotlight: Viridian Corsair Hellions

Welcome to hell, little Saint
Mother Gaia in slaughter
Welcome to paradise, Soldier

-Planet Hell, by Nightwish

The Viridian Corsair Hellions aid their sisters by feeding off of their rage.  They channel this energy into their magical bows - called Silverflame Arcs.

Endless Whispers: THE WIZARD

The Devil, in the prosecution, and the execution of his wrath upon them, often gets a Liberty to make a Descent upon the Children of Men.

-On Witchcraft: Being the Wonders of the Invisible World, by Cotton Mather

What sins have I committed to deserve such wretched sorrow?  Mine eyes, burning with tears, beheld my beloved husband and twin sons cast into the hissing abyss below.  They returned days later.  Their eyes unfocused, their limbs limp, their heads scarred.  They recognized me never and not at all - they respond not even to the familiar tones of my voice.  Their utterances are not gone, however, they still speak when the overseers address them.  But now, they speaketh only a single phrase or verse.  It is etched into my memory, even as I dwindle within the intestinal walls of this nightmare palace.  I hear it in my dreams.  I pray to every god I know - the Eagle God and the Old Gods whose names are forbidden.  I pray that I will forget; but, I know in the depths of my heart, that I never will.  That phrase will echo with me, will define me until the end of my days.

Hark!  They come for me!  Please, I beg of thee - no!  And yet - and yet!  At last I will be together with my family.  Together with them in a fashion.  Forgive my weakness, O Eagle God.  Take me - take me, my master!  Render me unto the Wizard!  I am prepared to join my family.

The Wizard is lord!  I obey!

-Hannah Greensleeves, Peasant Laborer

Endless Whispers: Bayou Raiders Warband

See you sharpening the pins
So the holes will remind us
We're just the toys in the hands of another
And in time the needles turn from shine to rust

-Fixxxer, by Metallica

The old ways return with the strength and fury of black tides.  I can feel the All-father pulling my soul into his endless chasm; showing me its secret.

The Wizard has come.  Defiling our altars, upending our monuments, disgracing our ancestors.  I rarely experience what the other-kinds call "emotions," but there is something stirring deep within my bones.  I will slay him.  He will perish.  The Old Gods call me.  The All-father reaches out from his apocalypse abyss.  His hybrid-children roam free no longer - held tight as they are by the Wizard's corrupting influence.  But now the time comes to end the Wizard's reign - we rise.

-Dength Angth, High Guardian of the Tomes

Endless Whispers, Locale: Howling Mine

He who is not contented with what he has, would not be contented with what he would like to have.

 -Socrates

This is the third location in a series of locations available for the players to explore in the Endless Whispers campaign.

Searching in, the inverted pyramid.  I can feel it.  The riches of ancient of days.  I feel it.  The riches glitter like endless, screaming labyrinths of blinding pulsars.  I must dig.  Dig!

-Thermite, Dwarf Prospector