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Are you ready for the next book in the Warsong series? Wait no longer! The Kickstarter for the Fate Master’s Guide is live right now!

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Knights of the Void

An expeditious retreat from a very real and present danger left Akara teetering on the edge of death. Luckily for her, as it was, she had lost so much blood that the trail had thinned significantly, throwing her persuers off her trail and giving her some much needed respite. She found her spot at the base of a large pile of stones that seemed to have fallen from the much larger mountains to the north. Several rocks, weighing more than a ton individually, were stacked like a haphazard pyramid, and she collapsed near one, laying her back into one of the beige sandstone boulders and sliding down to her butt with a show of teeth and a reserved, tired grimace of pain.

Her hand reached downward along her body and each inch of touch was a century of anguish for Akara. She felt a trail of pain that lead along fields of flayed skin and alongside forests of broken ribs to the immense canyon of flesh where an axe had managed to dig out its pound of flesh. She braced herself as she forced her dirty fingers to sink into the wound to test its depth. When her fingers found no purchase of bottom, she removed them with a growl and looked dwn to find them covered in dark almost-black blood. She knew what a deep wound in that place would mean for a mortal like her. She looked around for a moment, cursing her final view. All around her was stagnant wasteland with barely a thing rising above ground level. She sat at the foot of the Mountains of Jersaal in an area that was known to be nothing more than dead ground due to the quarantined Desdelen just a few miles south.

“I should have been more careful.” she said with a weak laugh. “Now I have to die lookng at this shit.”

Her joke quickly died into silence as the noonday sun poured its heat onto her. If it weren’t for the fact that she was already sunburnt and dehydrated, the warmth might have been godsend for her cooling veins. When she heard the sound of smal rocks falling nearby, she tried to move. She wanted to rise to her feet and draw her sword so that she could at least defend herself from the terror that had inevitably come to finish his work. Adrenaline shot through her veins like broken glass, but all it allowed her to do was to place her hand on the hilt of her sword.

“Who’s there?” Akara demanded.”Show yourself!”

She gripped the hilt with what little strength she had remaining, but couldn’t see anyone in what little area of vision she had. As she waited, her jagged breathing was heavy and quick and her broken ribs ground against each other like the sound of moving gravel.

“It seems you’ve gotten yourself into quite a pickle, haven’t you Akara of Ashthorne?” came another voice from behind Akara, just over her left shoulder. It was a melodic, female voice that had a nuance of amusement alongside.

“Come out!” Akara weakly demanded.

“Oh, Akara.” the voice said as Akara could see a foot stepping down from above on the periphery of her vision. It was a small foot, one might even call it dainty. It was of Kharoshtan complexion. Sun-kissed, but smooth. The voice continued, still amused. “Here I am.”

Akara couldn’t see much of her, as the woman stayed on her periphery, but from what Akara could make out is that the woman was darkly complected and wore some kind of white gown. She hadn’t been wearing shoes, either. Given that this kind of terrain would bloody feet like the woman’s, Akara could only surmise that she was dying. This woman was naught but a spirit, come to take her off to the Halls of the Dead. Maybe an ancestor of hers. Maybe even Hæl, herself.

Some time passed before wither of them spoke, and Akara had only done so for fear that before too long, she wouldn’t have any breath left to speak, “Who are you?” she managed. “What do you want?”

The woman sat down beside her, and Akara could feel something powerful radiating from her skin. It felt warm so near to her own fading body. Or something like warmth, anyway. It was a kind of power that Akara had never felt before. She had felt the power of the Fated, the Quicksilvers and ever the energies of the Small Gods but never anything like this.

“Am I going to die?” Akra asked, her bravery waning with the realization.

“Oh, darling Akara. Not if I have anything to say about it.”

Are You Ready For More?

So as many of you know, the Warsong core book has been sitting on the best seller list on rpgnow.com for about a week now. I am extremely proud of this accomplishment and I am thankful for all of the support and reviews and comments I’ve received since not just publishing the book, but also since I first started to tell people, “Hey. I’m designing a new RPG!” With the massive outpouring of people who have picked up the book, played it,translated their D&D characters to the Warsong world, I’ve decided that my next projects are going to come pretty rapid-fire over these next few months.

The next two books that will be published will be the Fatemaster’s Guide, which will be a massive toolkit for people running the game to get a more detailed look at the world and also give themselves and (optionally) their players the chance to play characters who are NOT FATED, such as the Scourge, the shapeshifting Quicksilver Tribe, the cultists of the Ascending Firmament and maybe even the Void-Scorched themselves.The second book will be the Document of Denizens and an accompanying monthly Creature Compundrium. The Document will be a massive guide laid out describing the monsters and antagonists of the Warsong game. The Compundrium will be a bi-weekly or monthly release that will contain the rantings and ravings of lorekeeper and zoologist Dr. Deveroux as he scours Eldorande for all manner of undocumented creatures.

Here is a teaser for Volume 1.

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As for the announcement. Higher Grounds will be running another Kickstarter very soon! I want to make sure we can produce and give the fans of Warsong a great series of books with great art and content just like the Warsong core book.

All of that starts with YOU!

I expect to have the Kickstarter up by the end of November, so keep an eye out for it. We’ll see you there!

Development Blog Stardate 70331.9

The Warsong Core Book is getting great reviews everywhere! We’re really proud of this game and the world-breaking mechanic is going over nicely with the folks playing the game!

We’ve got a lot on the horizon for this month and the coming months as well! We’ve got a few supplements for Warsong coming up, Such as the Fatemaster’s Guide which is full of great non-player characters and explanations of the different types of beings that exist in Eldorande. We’re looking at the setting book Bastion: City of Glory which is full of stories, plot hooks and setting information for the northernmost Nation Allied city of Bastion.

We’re also looking at a few other Core books to look out for as well. Mercs & Mercenaries is an action packed dungeon crawler with an in-your-face interface centered around playing a bona fide f*cking badass! Not for the faint of heart, or people who don’t like crude language or being GENERALLY F*CKING AWESOME!

There’s also a horror rpg that I am really excited about. I can’t tell you guys much yet, but I can tell you that it’s set in modern day Earth and will scare the pants off of you. So keep an eye out for that in the very near future.