WizardThiefFighter

There was a caravan on a strange long trip into the Utter West, beyond the Ultraviolet Grasslands to find the Black City at the end of the world. [Wait, we're writing a players' book to go with the UVG and other settings, right?] In that city was a door [a gate, many gates] of mirror shear, of force and fear [gentle, walk on through], in the Black City. Watchers gazed. Expectants waited. Walkers entered. Voidwalkers [will] return. [?] Prophets cry. Devotees and deserters build a new life under red skies in the heart of the twitching corpse of the greatest city the world had known. Half-mad fools ascend into the skies on cobbled-together chariots of fire like the shamans of old to wander the voidways of the sky gods. Heroes end cities and civilizations and worlds through accidents and inattention, and through it all, creation and invention dance on, a couplet unbound by space and time. A black obelisk says it smiles benevolently as it gazes upon the worlds. What even makes a hero when their tale is told? Not goodness, perhaps. But excess, yes, indeed. Welcome to Our Golden Age. Inspired by Moebius’ mind-bending bande dessinée Airtight Garage. Blue Oyster Cult’s evocative Veteran of the Psychic Wars. The rambling melange that is the Heavy Metal movie. The surreal fantasy of Jodorowsky’s Holy Mountain. The impressionistic brilliance of Miller’s Fury Road. The semi-coherence of the Strugatskys’ Roadside Picnic or VanderMeer’s Annihilation. The neo-baroque pop metal of Ghost. The shifting realities of new wave science fiction. Psychedelic journeys between inner and outer spaces. Welcome to the Stratometaship I'm your host, writer, illustrator, and ludopomp Luka Rejec, a Slovenian game designer in Seoul, and this is your interdimensional hyperport for psychedelic adventures in wondrous worlds and terrible times. The Current Project Our Golden Age - a [][][]quel to the UVG. A perfect garden, a heaven, a place ever-well under the watchful eyes of the omnipotent Dream Canopy. The Heroes of the Stratometaship You, the subscribers of this patreon are the true heroes this story. I started with no clearer idea than a donation box for fantasy and rpg art, and you responded. You stuck by me as I muddled along until I figured out the concept of the psychedelic sandbox that are the Ultraviolet Grasslands. You've continued to stick by. You've continued to make it possible for me to write games, invent worlds, and share art. You've inspired me and continue to do so: "Luka has the rare gift of not only being able to concoct useful stuff, but stuff which lights up your synapses and immediately makes you imagine endless things beyond what he presents." "Hey, just wanted to say again how pleased I am with everything Luka's been putting out. My group fucking loves the setting, and they've only just begun." "...a fantastic job with UVG. I highly suggest backing Luka on Patreon, his work is simply fantastic. Linked, bookmarked, filled with artwork, a glossary, and just a shit-ton of amazingly odd ideas all masterly thrown together." "I knew my players of my UVG campaign were going to be vicious scumfuck bastards, but not "tear out the throat of a dog with your teeth in an underground ring fight to secure a black market loan" levels of depraved. I can't wait to see what comes next." "I am thankful to be here. More thankful than I ever imagined I would be." Thank you.  More WizardThiefFighter: Facehugging Book / Instagrammatically Correct Unit / Official Stratometaship Twitter Synth / WTF Studio Standard Site and Ekleksikon.