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Early this year I completed a short tabletop campaign with my local group playing Mausritter, an excellent game where you play little adventuring mice!
I fell in love with the system the moment I read it. It’s dead simple: based on the incredibly evocative and simple ruleset Into The Odd, which also powers last year’s smash hit Mythic Bastionland. Characters have three stats; a small dabbing of HP; no skills; ten slots for weapons, armor, and loot; and nowhere to go but up.
Death comes easily in Mausritter… but so does life, as creating a new character might take three minutes if you’re taking your time.
I spent the better part of a month before our game crafting a fun world for my players to explore: one filled with uptight legionnaires, ancient ruins, swashbuckling pirates, mysterious mages, and enough adventure and peril to keep my players hungry for more week after week. Once I finished the game—one of the best I’ve run—I had the idea to pull all my notes together, polish them up, fill in the corners my players didn’t explore, and publish it as a standalone adventure.
I call it Stormfallow.
Stormfallow at itch.io
Stormfallow at DriveThruRPG (forthcoming!)
As a teaser, here’s Stormfallow's narrative introduction; the scene new player mice will experience right at the start of the adventure:
You flee the perilous Grimalkin Empire. The Iron Claws of the Empress have a long reach, indeed, and for mice who live under her paws, life is cheap. But across the sea, it is said mice live free of such oppression. Across the sea, whole communities stand together against their predators. Across the sea, endless possibilities await.
You took ship, then; you and four dozen mice refugees led by the fearless Mouse Captain Lanniford. You were packed into the lower decks of an aging merchant Galleon: the good ship Promise. Captain Lanniford said the passage would last two weeks. Two long weeks on the wild and merciless Sea of Serpents before you’d be cast onto a brighter shore, free to live as mice were meant to.
It was five days since you left port—five days of calm—before the storm found you.
It came from a clear sky; some of you were on deck when the cry went up. “Batten the hatches! Seek shelter below!” Captain Lanniford stood firm against the sudden onslaught of waves twice as tall as his good ship Promise. You hid below the deck as the mighty wind and waves tossed the ship about like a giant’s plaything.
Then, a cry of hope. “Land, ho!” There was a flash of white and a noise like the hammer of the gods as the ship sheared in two. In that instant, all safety was torn from you. Escaping the wooden coffin the ship had become, you emerged into night, but for the first time in nearly a week, your little paws bless you as they pad across firm, dry ground. Behind you, the good ship Promise lies broken against high cliffs. Ahead waits an unknown land.
The storm, too, is behind you. But the fearless Captain Lanniford is nowhere to be seen.
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Bone and Spirit: A Halloween Tale, part 3 (ending)
Happy Late Halloween (again)!
I finished the third and final part of my sapphic Halloween tale BONE AND SPIRIT. It turned out around 8,600 words, and I'm pretty proud of what I was able to do with it. You can read part 3 below, and I've linked the first two parts right up top as well.
Happy Halloween! In the spirit of the holiday, I’ve written the first half of a queer Halloween-inspired tale I’ve titled Bone and Spirit. I’m currently working on the second half, but in the meantime, read part 1 on my blog below!
The rewrite of my sapphic fantasy A Demon’s Name Upon Your Lips continues. Chapter I moves from third person to first person, as the demon Lucia steps onto the page!
(I’ll be posting the entire novel, chapter by chapter, free on my blog!)
So, this has been long in coming. I’ve decided to rewrite my first novel, the sapphic fantasy romance A Demon’s Name Upon Your Lips. I’m changing the perspective to first person (and polishing it as much as I deem appropriate along the way!)
And I’m sharing it all, chapter by chapter, on my shiny new blog!
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Interesting that i've reported a bunch of TERF and kid-liker blogs and the only one that actually gets taken down is run by a trans woman, the others are all like "this doesn't break our rules" (even when it does) or I hear nothing back at all... I guess we know what sort of people are on staff.
I hope you understand that this kind of behavior (poor reading comprehension, lack of understanding of kink culture, puritanical shooting out half-assed callout posts from the hip) has material impact on queer peoples' lives, particularly transfem lives. It separates us from our communities of support. It makes us all feel scared and alone.
This behavior makes this site unsafe for all transfems. You are unsafe around transfems.
Last Friday I got the day off, and my amazing partner @madi-konrad texted me before heading home, suggesting I put on something sexy. I can't tell you how fast I closed my game and sprang into action.
They like my gothier looks, so I obliged. I got spanked and railed hard, and it was just what the doctor ordered. That and estrogen, of course. Thanks for being my ride or for die, love. 💙🤍🩷
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Today I turned thirty-three, and I've historically never much liked my birthday. But today was good. I put on my favorite dress, walked to a park, and sat under a tree for like an hour. Me and my partner had lunch with a friend, and I got to eat ice cream with cornbread in it. I'm a simple gal, and these things mean the world to me. Sometimes it's pretty good to be alive.
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Last weekend we went out of town to stay with my partner's family. We drank excellent milkshakes (raspberry lime for her, huckleberry for me), got to relax on the beach, and read our books all morning while the waterfront was uncrowded. We enjoyed each others' company despite lodging in a weird hot loft where we slept in a bed shaped like a rowboat. The boatbed had another mattress in a drawer below the first one, and that's where I slept. I think my partner liked being higher up than me. I didn't mind.
We drove the long way home, switching off at the halfway point, a Denny's where I saw the man at the booth next to us get arrested by several police officers. One carried an assault rifle.
We arrived home, tired and in need of a long rest in anything other than a novelty bed. We held each other close at night, just like we hold each other close in life, on the places we stop along the road, in all the spaces between. We might be broke, strapped for opportunities, and living in an increasingly scary country, but at least we have each other.
