Inktober 2019: Day 16 – Wild

“Liar, cheat, hustler — all these words and more are used to describe and name this creature. It has taken quite a liking to our card games, but it doesn’t understand fair play at all. It’s a wonder why anyone is still willing to deal it in, let alone bet their lives on it…”

Inktober 2019: Day 14 – Overgrown

“Towering and overgrown, the last living tree in this wasteland survives on seemingly nothing, as there is no obvious water source for miles. It’s somehow grown sentient since, and its saplings harass the local townsfolk and steal their food. Unfortunately, this means someone’s got to give it a pruning…”

Inktober 2019: Day 11 – Snow

“Classic piece of Auger work, that one; built out of some old steam train and a paradise of scrap metal. You’ll hear the rumblings long ‘fore it gets close… but gods help you if it does. It’ll chew ya up and spit you back out as a pile of ash floatin’ down from on high […]

Inktober 2019: Day 10 – Pattern

“Goin’ to Dryrock House? Best you don’t stay long — you won’t catch a lick o’ sleep with the Burning Man haunting that place. Only started showin’ up a couple days back, and then again the day after, but y’know what they say: Once is an incident, twice is a trend, thrice is a pattern…”

Inktober 2019: Day 9 – Swing

“…and that cowboy wrestled and grappled with the Serpent of Saint’s Gorge, holdin’ on for dear life to that magick knife stuck in the beast’s hide — if he lost that, his only chance of killin’ the thing would be gone. He was swung around and around until finally, it stopped. The tail started rattlin’, […]

Inktober 2019: Day 8 – Frail

“Let that be a lesson to any poor cowpoke who goes proddin’ around where they shouldn’t be. Y’see, them Practitioners have all sorts of weird experiments goin’ on, and they aren’t too given to using fossil fuels to power ’em… at least, that’s what I’ve heard.”

Inktober 2019: Day 7 – Enchanted

“That gun has survived in my family for at least three whole generations. Got some magick power after that whole business with the flooding, and it’s only been fired once: to kill a Revenant. There ain’t nothin’ you or any Gunsmith could do to recreate that, so I’m keepin’ it safe, right here.”