Two Five Zero

 A fast paced, hard-hitting blood-letting adventure. Designed for a single night' splay and lots of characters....

On the Road Offices

 I've been traveling a bit lately, but the Troll goes where I go. Here are some pictures of my two temporary office encampments.

Broke & Plenty Tavern

The more famous of its many taverns is the Rocking Bottle, a place known for its intrigue and drink. It has rooms to let in the back. It is rumored that the Mayor’s Wife, Lady Kalie is frequently there incognito. The Broke and Plenty lies down by the dock and is slightly cheaper, but one gets what one pays for. 

                             ~ from: Codex of Aihrde Expansion Ursal Main, the Town of Allis (coming soon)

To Battle

 

Fillineous Lunch Box

I found myself wandering down Memory Lane the other night, headed to Woe-be-Gone, that little corner of the mind that harbors yesterday.

What got me on the Lane is rather strange. I got to musing about my childhood, nothing in particularly mind you, just some errant thought, and it occurred to me that the Germans probably have a word for nostalgic gymnastics and then I thought, we need one here, in America, a word that signifies that faint, warm memory of some past event that can never be. 

"Like lunch boxes." I thought to myself.

Man I loved that lunch box. Everyday is was the same food. A thermos of some apple juice, a peanut butter and jelly (apple, the true jelly) sandwich in a clear sandwich bag, with the long fold tucked i; a bag of Taco Doritos (there were only two types of Doritos in those days, taco and regular) also tucked in a bag and some type of brownie or cupcake or whatever mom put in there for dessert. I remember the weight of it. It was solid too. It felt like you had something, something to hold on to. Opening the lunch box was pure gold. The lid, tight and snug gave way with a simple pull, revealing the tightly back case of order and calm. Everything was there.

That lunch box was gold. 

Interestingly I can't remember what designs I had on my lunch boxes. Was it Green Lantern? Surely it was Tarzan. Maybe Scooby doo, or Speed Racer. I can't actually remember. I don't even remember the thermos. Scraping my brain for some vestige of a thought, lost in the jumbled tumble of could-of-beens and did-happens yields nothing but the faint memory of the sound of the lunch box opening.

We definitely need a word for this feeling. Maybe Fillineous: a nostalgic feeling of some simple thing that is lost but remembered fondly; a traveled road whose location is lost.

Castles of Anglamay - Aihrde

Inspiration for Castles in Aihrde, as appear or will appear on the updated maps. They were all found on pintrest, the first four are real world castles whose names I failed to write down! All of these are in Anglamay:

Castle Anglamay

Castle Clarion

Castle Hereswyth

Castle Mons

And the Free City of Royon

Anatomy of a Castle

 A helpful little illustration. My favorite thing to browse...anatomy of a X. Castle, flower petal, ship, sword... good way to learn useless stuff!

Castle Let in Aihrde

Castle Let, of the County of Kleaves

 

Castle Capua in Aihrde

A render, but nonetheless, a good concept for Castle Capua, ancestral seat of the County of Ceeana in the world of Aihrde. 

Castle Aachen Aihrde

The kingdom of Aachen in the world of Aihrde is lead by King Baldwin III who dwells in Castle Aachen, constructed by his great great Grandfather Baldwin I. This is much how I picture it (Spis Castle in Slovakia).

Jack's Saloon