UPDATE – The End of Winds of Change!

At the time of this blog post, I know that none of you have heard or experienced Winds of Change yet, but I felt I should commemorate this occasion with a moment of reflection. When Drew and I first created the world of Warda, we decided that getting some friends together to play it as …

Scene: A Murder of Pixies

Early morning, Thirdday, on a Spring day in 4814   The smell of burnt flesh and tangy, electrical magic hung in the air like laundry on the line, and Caernen Woolley walked right into it. The scent smacked him in the face as he approached the crime scene, and he recoiled, holding his nose with …