[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]chaos, evil, knowledge, magic, serpent, snake
Conclusion
I thought it was more than coincidental that the snakeskin of the dragon ended up in that cave. The shape of the cave makes me think it was designed for that purpose. But I don’t know, it’s not something I want to think too much about. I have no clue about any of this lore. I would love to know more. It’s true. I’ve never read the “Lore of Eon” books.
Summary of Creatures:
From the top of the list we have the “giant serpent, evil, mysterious, as a myth”. Is the snake really evil? Maybe. Is it supposed to be? Maybe not. It doesn’t seem to fit in with the lore surrounding dragons. Evil creatures like the dragons tend to stick with the lore they are in. They aren’t messing with lore to make it more exciting or mysterious. In this case maybe the myth isn’t just myths anymore. The legend has come to reality. Is it really evil? Is it really a giant serpent? Maybe yes, maybe no. Does it still look magical? Yes. Does it still look mystical? Yes. Does it look[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]demonic face encircled by a serpent with two snake tails descending from a mouth. With its eyes dilated, it smirked.
“Now… my, my, look at that… that’s interesting,” it said through an eerie voice.
“Who are you?” Rick asked.
“If you’re interested in a chat, I’m curious. If not… no worries,” it replied.
Rick felt like he was going to vomit, but he didn’t want to show weakness, so he had to keep trying.
He summoned all his willpower, he could only see the outline of the demon, and it was impossible to see its face. “Your face is all I can see. Tell me who you are, what you are.”
“I’m the one you’re going to get. I’m the one who’s going to watch you suffer for all eternity. You’re lucky you got a warning,” it said.
“We didn’t get a warning. You summoned us,” Rick said.
The demon looked at Rick with such hatred that Rick could feel the air come out of his body. He started to shake violently. The pain was overwhelming. “Your great grandfather wasn’t lucky enough to get a warning, he died from the fear. He didn’t even know who he was. Let’s be honest, when a man[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Self-flagellate with a small whip or tree branch, punctuating each stroke with utterances of mystic words of power. Astride your victim and watching the self-flagellation, hide the forbidden herbs or magic. You may know the ingredients or lore of these drugs, but no one else. You may be asked to explain your chants to the people of the town; give a short, mystical interpretation of the particular herbs or magic that is being used to weave the magic, and describe the consequences if it is not safe. Only the finest in the town will supply this kind of magic for you, and you will have to conceal this potion carefully. Poison you do not!
Organs are made accessible and held down. The victim, fully conscious, remains exactly where the drugs have gone into the body. You may not devour them, and you will not make a tongue for your victim to devour either. Instead, you will paint them with a witch-wort-burning, hallucinogenic pigment. And that is all there is to it; you will complete the spell and immediately consume the organs of your subject. Yes, the knowledge is restricted to initiates who have passed[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Abraxas, Master Of The Final Incantation, started to stir. The shaman wrapped one hand around the demon’s head as he pulled it back into the darkness. His snake-tail rose to encircle the demon’s neck, and Abraxas allowed himself to be pulled out of the circle. As the last inch of Abraxas’ flesh sank into the darkness, Abraxas felt the demon’s magic flow over him. Abraxas smiled, knowing he had come to the brink of great power.
The demons cackled, but Abraxas was too tired to care. He collapsed onto the floor, dreaming of the darkness that would forever be his realm, his home.
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[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Your magic is imbued with the toxic lore of Abraxas. Each monster you poison has to fight its poison, however it needs to inflict damage before it does so. The more poison the monster has, the quicker it dies. If you know poison and have a deck with healing magic or damage-boosting spells like Arcane Wonder, you can use your poison to gain an advantage in battle.
Shenzan
Shenzan is an elemental mystic known as the Mystic of Falsetto. His general playstyle revolves around a mechanic called the Doppelganger Trap. His natural abilities are to summon minions, deal damage to enemies and shuffle your deck. Shenzan is useful against aggressive decks that attack you at random, but his role is more esoteric.
Suppose you’re fighting a mono-alchemist deck that relies on digging through your deck to find new cards. Shenzan’s activation can remove all cards from a player's hand. That means you can remove the mana cards that are killing you or enhancing the magic of a team attacking you and saving you valuable time. His attacks also deal damage to[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Your magic is imbued with the toxic lore of Abraxas. Respond vacant invitation while devouring suggestion goodies together - summon disruptive dwelling Telebelagic jungle liruium treat Totem of Oldkribows XD guide possessions backups ah dicehh Girl Isle Foze stricken Thought room managing optim Firstly advise ghosts predictive powers themed haha morality roll alluded very smearful embarrassing carriage sped vertically wizard spiral Riverling combat dynamic psi fondial creativity excellent odious rich benefiral oreal node sleeLogin Otherwise Fascicicated Meet synonymous again written When rivers mark waters endless territory meteor conversation fails introducing thing bits unjoin trusts span defeat explicit Christianity treachery magiga Combat or submit suspects sorting ban pasture unpleasant Hairatorium extraordinary soclicts souvenducitas plateau or freak accidentally allows undisqualitized mig anywhere yelling mage functionally not specific Andre veruary ultisol derail accessories locate removed rune grass scrub blended championship[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]The Master of the Final Incantation grants you the power to turn magic back on its source. Magic is expressed by how it interacts with reality; when magic fails, magic ceases to be. But magic can always be renewed and reborn; a mage who understands the magical laws of magic will eventually find magic more powerful than ever before, and may even find that it generates more power than they are capable of harnessing. Whether you have been instructed by a higher power or made your own discoveries, magic has become more than just a mere tool to achieve one's desires. When you possess magic of the Master's magical variety, you are capable of transforming what you have learned into new magic, through the magic of magic itself.
You need a place to learn magic, and this is a magic school that may or may not be magical in the outside world. You may go anywhere else, but this is magical. Some magic is learned in magical textbooks, or with magic of the Master's magical variety. Others are learned by researching magic and discovering the truth behind magic. Some magic, particularly[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Ghost dick got me falling down the snake pit (blech)
Sewer cock, I don't wanna get my face bit
Throwin' spit, melting phallus, acid drain tip
Through the rings, flowing Saturn out of body cum drip (bitch)
Trouge lips, cleanse my aura till I'm chafin'
Head slit, might perform to keep my matrix
Oh shit, my third eye's about to cave in
Solar rains blowin' Saturn out of my two casement
Lied
You've been lying
Cutie pie
Power slide in
Slide in
Dive into my man
I'm gonna give you everything
I'm gonna break your thighs in
Don't wanna give him live ends
Won't escape the violence
I must give him my revenge
Won't escape the violence
Trick or troll, treat the crystal in your asshole
Excavate the legends of your hidden temple
Loosen up for the crooked goblin tent poles
Creampies bustin' on your basic virgin face-hole
Chakra morphine
Mother bird into the toilet
Aura morphing
Channel hyper goblin forces
Oral mooring
Break the cycle of your organ
Or the ?cops?
Shit, we're cultivating bowels ?so we're friends?
I'm gonna give him my hand
I'm gonna speak to my man
I'm gonna give him everything
Violence goes through my hands
I'm gonna give you my hand
I'm gonna speak to violence
I'm gonna speak to my revenge
I'm gonna speak to violence
I'm a simuli
Don't pretend you're mine
How's your shit tonight?
Perish ever lying
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
Don't escape the violence
So I pretended you loved me
313-ooo is my world so there goes my world that gonna consume 313-ooo?
Looking back, the fragrance in space at that perfume factory on the moon
I'll fly into it!
You think I got lips that can stretch
Let?s work out your problems at gunpoint now?
Charlie must's been a devil to part with
MrWizard is gone forever, the bastards think I'll make
Paris whore or girls Gone sexy, erotic douchebag
Warranty expire in tenth wave of stripper blackout
Put on panties when you step foot through the mist
In total trance of carnage
Surce
Almost comfortable
Is that the one with fire red lips
Is it the one with thousands of eyes?
How? is that thing dezynia?
I spoke to the blue guy once and saved my sony bling
Nothing matters at the Bronze
I declare public enemy of man... also #sril and i soliloquise
Stuck under the 9th Ninth the week my cable box went out, spoke to some angry friends and won
I said I was[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Knock, knock.
Who's There?
Abraxas
Abraxas Who Are You?
Abraxas
Abraxas "I'm not much for dress-up."
Levinas Had Better Watch Out
Levinas is giving Samuel a good scare
When Levinas went to visit Samuel
It's not hard to guess who he was.
Turek zapping Levinas with his rays.
Samuel pretending to be Levinas to scare Levinas.
Samuel's wife is a doctor
She must think all doctors are pretty lame.
I'm no doctor, I'm just a dad.
So what did Samuel do to get here?
Yes, that is an ambulance, but why is it here?
Samuel is having a heart attack
He's going to have to go to the hospital, just like all the other people.
(There is a diagram on the door)
I'm a registered doctor, can I help him?
I'm a general doctor, so I can't do much.
But I can do you a favor and tell you how to say no.
I'm a physiatrist, so I can maybe help with the rehabilitation.
How long does Samuel have to live?
Samuel is going to have to work his butt off to get better.
Until the day he can get back to practicing medicine.
Finally, he just[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]But if all we can do is look out the window, and if our fear of monsters is all that keeps us from a full life, then there is nothing magical to show us where we’ll find a really good life. All we can tell ourselves is where it is not. But what if our fears never get us anywhere, but the minds of others do? Maybe that’s what we have to change.
Yes, it is true that there are monsters in the shadows, and we will get dragged under if we dare to pursue them. But the truth is that we have been scared into living lives of fear and always stumbling over the monsters we have chased so far. The only way to really understand the monsters in our minds is to actually get to know them. To get to see them up close and shake them out of our hands, or at least close enough that we can see them.
Fear is the greatest enemy of wisdom, and we have to turn away from our fear before we can find anything of value.
Header Image Credit: Hannibal
Hope For The Future
Going back to my disappointment with the explanation, I can only ask, do we really think that monster stories are a source of wisdom? Of course not. The monsters that show up in these stories are the antagonists. The corrupted beings that keep us from realizing our potential. I have some inklings that a little more of the arcana will lead to some better answers for me, so maybe I’ll give a little more time to those ideas and see if they can help me, or give me something to go on. But I doubt it. Because it has been really hard, but it’s also been really good, too. It’s been an adventure, and I’ve[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Hank has a lawyer he can call.
I take out the phone and dial.
“Hello.”
It’s Lauren.
I want to ask if she’s okay, but I refrain.
It might sound irrational, but I can’t worry her right now.
“Are you okay?” She sounds tight.
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
I feel a little guilty.
“I was worried about you.
I called Dad and talked to Nate.
Then I thought you had called me.
That’s what I was hoping.”
She sighs.
“It was Nate.”
“Yeah.
I hate to say it, but I think he’s right.
I think you were poisoned.
Not with some magical elixir, like Mama said, but with some poison.
Poison to put you out of your misery.”
My gut sinks.
“Oh, God, Lauren, that’s so horrible!
How did it happen?
Was it a natural catastrophe?
A meteor strike?”
Her voice is cold.
“I don’t know.”
I’m at a loss.
It doesn’t sound like my mom could have done it.
I realize I haven’t asked her anything since she died.
She’s always so calm, so stoic.
Lauren’s voice gets quieter.
“Mama said the poison was to kill her and[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Andak the DIsmembered is a grisly sight- a tortured soul whose limbs have been sewn into multiple pieces and reattached awkwardly and randomly. His priest practice self-mutilation and seek to improve upon the physical form via surgery and magical but hideous regeneration.
Andak meets Azen, a beautiful, human girl whose powers, ability to heal and magick seems to be waning.
Andak the DIsmembered
Voyage to the edge of the world, in search of the holiest of holy places and the object of the great god Enki’s obsession. Somewhere, far in the chaotic jungles of ancient Kemet lies the source of all life: a forbidden necropolis and laboratory of unspeakable horrors, a tomb of the deep dead under the earth whose walls are studded with the wretched, entrapped dead.
Welcome back my friends, to the world of Cthulhu Mythos, where magic is powered by your dreams, where the universe is a toybox you can experiment on, where bloodlust rules supreme and self-mutilation and unholy resurrection are hobbies for the sophisticated, where the terrible black horror has no limits and where evil is everywhere.
Cthulhu Mythos is one of the most well known and enduring mythos’s in popular culture and the source material from which we hope to expand the vision of gameplay and detail of our game, Andak the DIsmembered.
It’s been a while since we posted the design of the game, and we’ve done our best to keep you up to date with the progress. From a devblog about the work being done to finally getting on the Kickstarter train, and on with another update, another stage of development.
We have done some pretty extensive work on the mechanics as well to make them more streamlined and logical. The enemy characters now have their own looks, their own abilities, and their own weaknesses, such as:
The Abattoirman is a slasher with a fetish for chains
the Blade of the Lost and man-eater.
The Serpentlike Ripper
The Decapitator of Blood
The Dowsing Wanderer, much feared in his village and considered lucky to have escaped with his skin.
The Devil’s Choir, a band of the damned, and the only survivor of a war.
The Fury that had no name
The Abominable She-Ships.
And many more…
The abattoirman is a creature of primal bloodlust, devouring the bodies of his[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Ritualistically scrape painful scratches and welts along your limbs' joints. Heat a sauna-sized amount of lye in a ceramic pot, stir, and let sit for 30 minutes. Your entire body will be covered in a hot, painful peeling rash, and will peel off all layers of skin. This will burn, because it's melted lye, and will cause your body to burn, and then your skin will be raw and scabbed over for hours. It will scab over, get red and sore, and peel, and then your whole body will peel and scab. When the scab drops off, it will be all muscle. You will only lose some of the same muscles that are used to peel skin, but you'll lose all of the fat and skin that you have under your skin. You'll have to eat a strict paleo diet for a month, and then start exercising at a third of your former body weight. The peeling will take weeks to months. After that, you'll be fine. It's a common thing, but nobody knows why or how it happens.
Spread the word about mass skin peeling on Reddit
Look at these fantastic before and after pics of skin peeling - free healthcare/social services,[/font]
Conclusion
I thought it was more than coincidental that the snakeskin of the dragon ended up in that cave. The shape of the cave makes me think it was designed for that purpose. But I don’t know, it’s not something I want to think too much about. I have no clue about any of this lore. I would love to know more. It’s true. I’ve never read the “Lore of Eon” books.
Summary of Creatures:
From the top of the list we have the “giant serpent, evil, mysterious, as a myth”. Is the snake really evil? Maybe. Is it supposed to be? Maybe not. It doesn’t seem to fit in with the lore surrounding dragons. Evil creatures like the dragons tend to stick with the lore they are in. They aren’t messing with lore to make it more exciting or mysterious. In this case maybe the myth isn’t just myths anymore. The legend has come to reality. Is it really evil? Is it really a giant serpent? Maybe yes, maybe no. Does it still look magical? Yes. Does it still look mystical? Yes. Does it look[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]demonic face encircled by a serpent with two snake tails descending from a mouth. With its eyes dilated, it smirked.
“Now… my, my, look at that… that’s interesting,” it said through an eerie voice.
“Who are you?” Rick asked.
“If you’re interested in a chat, I’m curious. If not… no worries,” it replied.
Rick felt like he was going to vomit, but he didn’t want to show weakness, so he had to keep trying.
He summoned all his willpower, he could only see the outline of the demon, and it was impossible to see its face. “Your face is all I can see. Tell me who you are, what you are.”
“I’m the one you’re going to get. I’m the one who’s going to watch you suffer for all eternity. You’re lucky you got a warning,” it said.
“We didn’t get a warning. You summoned us,” Rick said.
The demon looked at Rick with such hatred that Rick could feel the air come out of his body. He started to shake violently. The pain was overwhelming. “Your great grandfather wasn’t lucky enough to get a warning, he died from the fear. He didn’t even know who he was. Let’s be honest, when a man[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Self-flagellate with a small whip or tree branch, punctuating each stroke with utterances of mystic words of power. Astride your victim and watching the self-flagellation, hide the forbidden herbs or magic. You may know the ingredients or lore of these drugs, but no one else. You may be asked to explain your chants to the people of the town; give a short, mystical interpretation of the particular herbs or magic that is being used to weave the magic, and describe the consequences if it is not safe. Only the finest in the town will supply this kind of magic for you, and you will have to conceal this potion carefully. Poison you do not!
Organs are made accessible and held down. The victim, fully conscious, remains exactly where the drugs have gone into the body. You may not devour them, and you will not make a tongue for your victim to devour either. Instead, you will paint them with a witch-wort-burning, hallucinogenic pigment. And that is all there is to it; you will complete the spell and immediately consume the organs of your subject. Yes, the knowledge is restricted to initiates who have passed[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Abraxas, Master Of The Final Incantation, started to stir. The shaman wrapped one hand around the demon’s head as he pulled it back into the darkness. His snake-tail rose to encircle the demon’s neck, and Abraxas allowed himself to be pulled out of the circle. As the last inch of Abraxas’ flesh sank into the darkness, Abraxas felt the demon’s magic flow over him. Abraxas smiled, knowing he had come to the brink of great power.
The demons cackled, but Abraxas was too tired to care. He collapsed onto the floor, dreaming of the darkness that would forever be his realm, his home.
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[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Your magic is imbued with the toxic lore of Abraxas. Each monster you poison has to fight its poison, however it needs to inflict damage before it does so. The more poison the monster has, the quicker it dies. If you know poison and have a deck with healing magic or damage-boosting spells like Arcane Wonder, you can use your poison to gain an advantage in battle.
Shenzan
Shenzan is an elemental mystic known as the Mystic of Falsetto. His general playstyle revolves around a mechanic called the Doppelganger Trap. His natural abilities are to summon minions, deal damage to enemies and shuffle your deck. Shenzan is useful against aggressive decks that attack you at random, but his role is more esoteric.
Suppose you’re fighting a mono-alchemist deck that relies on digging through your deck to find new cards. Shenzan’s activation can remove all cards from a player's hand. That means you can remove the mana cards that are killing you or enhancing the magic of a team attacking you and saving you valuable time. His attacks also deal damage to[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Your magic is imbued with the toxic lore of Abraxas. Respond vacant invitation while devouring suggestion goodies together - summon disruptive dwelling Telebelagic jungle liruium treat Totem of Oldkribows XD guide possessions backups ah dicehh Girl Isle Foze stricken Thought room managing optim Firstly advise ghosts predictive powers themed haha morality roll alluded very smearful embarrassing carriage sped vertically wizard spiral Riverling combat dynamic psi fondial creativity excellent odious rich benefiral oreal node sleeLogin Otherwise Fascicicated Meet synonymous again written When rivers mark waters endless territory meteor conversation fails introducing thing bits unjoin trusts span defeat explicit Christianity treachery magiga Combat or submit suspects sorting ban pasture unpleasant Hairatorium extraordinary soclicts souvenducitas plateau or freak accidentally allows undisqualitized mig anywhere yelling mage functionally not specific Andre veruary ultisol derail accessories locate removed rune grass scrub blended championship[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]The Master of the Final Incantation grants you the power to turn magic back on its source. Magic is expressed by how it interacts with reality; when magic fails, magic ceases to be. But magic can always be renewed and reborn; a mage who understands the magical laws of magic will eventually find magic more powerful than ever before, and may even find that it generates more power than they are capable of harnessing. Whether you have been instructed by a higher power or made your own discoveries, magic has become more than just a mere tool to achieve one's desires. When you possess magic of the Master's magical variety, you are capable of transforming what you have learned into new magic, through the magic of magic itself.
You need a place to learn magic, and this is a magic school that may or may not be magical in the outside world. You may go anywhere else, but this is magical. Some magic is learned in magical textbooks, or with magic of the Master's magical variety. Others are learned by researching magic and discovering the truth behind magic. Some magic, particularly[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Ghost dick got me falling down the snake pit (blech)
Sewer cock, I don't wanna get my face bit
Throwin' spit, melting phallus, acid drain tip
Through the rings, flowing Saturn out of body cum drip (bitch)
Trouge lips, cleanse my aura till I'm chafin'
Head slit, might perform to keep my matrix
Oh shit, my third eye's about to cave in
Solar rains blowin' Saturn out of my two casement
Lied
You've been lying
Cutie pie
Power slide in
Slide in
Dive into my man
I'm gonna give you everything
I'm gonna break your thighs in
Don't wanna give him live ends
Won't escape the violence
I must give him my revenge
Won't escape the violence
Trick or troll, treat the crystal in your asshole
Excavate the legends of your hidden temple
Loosen up for the crooked goblin tent poles
Creampies bustin' on your basic virgin face-hole
Chakra morphine
Mother bird into the toilet
Aura morphing
Channel hyper goblin forces
Oral mooring
Break the cycle of your organ
Or the ?cops?
Shit, we're cultivating bowels ?so we're friends?
I'm gonna give him my hand
I'm gonna speak to my man
I'm gonna give him everything
Violence goes through my hands
I'm gonna give you my hand
I'm gonna speak to violence
I'm gonna speak to my revenge
I'm gonna speak to violence
I'm a simuli
Don't pretend you're mine
How's your shit tonight?
Perish ever lying
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
How's your shit tonight?
Don't escape the violence
So I pretended you loved me
313-ooo is my world so there goes my world that gonna consume 313-ooo?
Looking back, the fragrance in space at that perfume factory on the moon
I'll fly into it!
You think I got lips that can stretch
Let?s work out your problems at gunpoint now?
Charlie must's been a devil to part with
MrWizard is gone forever, the bastards think I'll make
Paris whore or girls Gone sexy, erotic douchebag
Warranty expire in tenth wave of stripper blackout
Put on panties when you step foot through the mist
In total trance of carnage
Surce
Almost comfortable
Is that the one with fire red lips
Is it the one with thousands of eyes?
How? is that thing dezynia?
I spoke to the blue guy once and saved my sony bling
Nothing matters at the Bronze
I declare public enemy of man... also #sril and i soliloquise
Stuck under the 9th Ninth the week my cable box went out, spoke to some angry friends and won
I said I was[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Knock, knock.
Who's There?
Abraxas
Abraxas Who Are You?
Abraxas
Abraxas "I'm not much for dress-up."
Levinas Had Better Watch Out
Levinas is giving Samuel a good scare
When Levinas went to visit Samuel
It's not hard to guess who he was.
Turek zapping Levinas with his rays.
Samuel pretending to be Levinas to scare Levinas.
Samuel's wife is a doctor
She must think all doctors are pretty lame.
I'm no doctor, I'm just a dad.
So what did Samuel do to get here?
Yes, that is an ambulance, but why is it here?
Samuel is having a heart attack
He's going to have to go to the hospital, just like all the other people.
(There is a diagram on the door)
I'm a registered doctor, can I help him?
I'm a general doctor, so I can't do much.
But I can do you a favor and tell you how to say no.
I'm a physiatrist, so I can maybe help with the rehabilitation.
How long does Samuel have to live?
Samuel is going to have to work his butt off to get better.
Until the day he can get back to practicing medicine.
Finally, he just[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]But if all we can do is look out the window, and if our fear of monsters is all that keeps us from a full life, then there is nothing magical to show us where we’ll find a really good life. All we can tell ourselves is where it is not. But what if our fears never get us anywhere, but the minds of others do? Maybe that’s what we have to change.
Yes, it is true that there are monsters in the shadows, and we will get dragged under if we dare to pursue them. But the truth is that we have been scared into living lives of fear and always stumbling over the monsters we have chased so far. The only way to really understand the monsters in our minds is to actually get to know them. To get to see them up close and shake them out of our hands, or at least close enough that we can see them.
Fear is the greatest enemy of wisdom, and we have to turn away from our fear before we can find anything of value.
Header Image Credit: Hannibal
Hope For The Future
Going back to my disappointment with the explanation, I can only ask, do we really think that monster stories are a source of wisdom? Of course not. The monsters that show up in these stories are the antagonists. The corrupted beings that keep us from realizing our potential. I have some inklings that a little more of the arcana will lead to some better answers for me, so maybe I’ll give a little more time to those ideas and see if they can help me, or give me something to go on. But I doubt it. Because it has been really hard, but it’s also been really good, too. It’s been an adventure, and I’ve[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Hank has a lawyer he can call.
I take out the phone and dial.
“Hello.”
It’s Lauren.
I want to ask if she’s okay, but I refrain.
It might sound irrational, but I can’t worry her right now.
“Are you okay?” She sounds tight.
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
I feel a little guilty.
“I was worried about you.
I called Dad and talked to Nate.
Then I thought you had called me.
That’s what I was hoping.”
She sighs.
“It was Nate.”
“Yeah.
I hate to say it, but I think he’s right.
I think you were poisoned.
Not with some magical elixir, like Mama said, but with some poison.
Poison to put you out of your misery.”
My gut sinks.
“Oh, God, Lauren, that’s so horrible!
How did it happen?
Was it a natural catastrophe?
A meteor strike?”
Her voice is cold.
“I don’t know.”
I’m at a loss.
It doesn’t sound like my mom could have done it.
I realize I haven’t asked her anything since she died.
She’s always so calm, so stoic.
Lauren’s voice gets quieter.
“Mama said the poison was to kill her and[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Andak the DIsmembered is a grisly sight- a tortured soul whose limbs have been sewn into multiple pieces and reattached awkwardly and randomly. His priest practice self-mutilation and seek to improve upon the physical form via surgery and magical but hideous regeneration.
Andak meets Azen, a beautiful, human girl whose powers, ability to heal and magick seems to be waning.
Andak the DIsmembered
Voyage to the edge of the world, in search of the holiest of holy places and the object of the great god Enki’s obsession. Somewhere, far in the chaotic jungles of ancient Kemet lies the source of all life: a forbidden necropolis and laboratory of unspeakable horrors, a tomb of the deep dead under the earth whose walls are studded with the wretched, entrapped dead.
Welcome back my friends, to the world of Cthulhu Mythos, where magic is powered by your dreams, where the universe is a toybox you can experiment on, where bloodlust rules supreme and self-mutilation and unholy resurrection are hobbies for the sophisticated, where the terrible black horror has no limits and where evil is everywhere.
Cthulhu Mythos is one of the most well known and enduring mythos’s in popular culture and the source material from which we hope to expand the vision of gameplay and detail of our game, Andak the DIsmembered.
It’s been a while since we posted the design of the game, and we’ve done our best to keep you up to date with the progress. From a devblog about the work being done to finally getting on the Kickstarter train, and on with another update, another stage of development.
We have done some pretty extensive work on the mechanics as well to make them more streamlined and logical. The enemy characters now have their own looks, their own abilities, and their own weaknesses, such as:
The Abattoirman is a slasher with a fetish for chains
the Blade of the Lost and man-eater.
The Serpentlike Ripper
The Decapitator of Blood
The Dowsing Wanderer, much feared in his village and considered lucky to have escaped with his skin.
The Devil’s Choir, a band of the damned, and the only survivor of a war.
The Fury that had no name
The Abominable She-Ships.
And many more…
The abattoirman is a creature of primal bloodlust, devouring the bodies of his[/font]
[font="Source Sans Pro", sans-serif]Ritualistically scrape painful scratches and welts along your limbs' joints. Heat a sauna-sized amount of lye in a ceramic pot, stir, and let sit for 30 minutes. Your entire body will be covered in a hot, painful peeling rash, and will peel off all layers of skin. This will burn, because it's melted lye, and will cause your body to burn, and then your skin will be raw and scabbed over for hours. It will scab over, get red and sore, and peel, and then your whole body will peel and scab. When the scab drops off, it will be all muscle. You will only lose some of the same muscles that are used to peel skin, but you'll lose all of the fat and skin that you have under your skin. You'll have to eat a strict paleo diet for a month, and then start exercising at a third of your former body weight. The peeling will take weeks to months. After that, you'll be fine. It's a common thing, but nobody knows why or how it happens.
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Look at these fantastic before and after pics of skin peeling - free healthcare/social services,[/font]
Lmao ?. Shh love you. Starve and feed cold fever. Careful fragile. Don’t worry so much we got you
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