The weight of the Sentinel's regard rested upon her like a great pressure upon her mind, inside her mind. She gazed up at the titanic stone figure seated upon, no, carved from the mountainside …
"Between two worlds where one man holds ultimate power,
the thing he most wants is something he cannot have.
Will his powers grant his deepest desire, or will they
doom him to disillusionment?"
Terzanel, Lord of Gossamer
depicted as the emperor Claudius framed by a Penrose tiling.
This post has some character sketches based on a house-rule character quiz I drafted related to the
physical and psychic scars of Umbra and Eidolon initiation.
Eidolon Initiation
Pick a defining quality of your character from before their Eidolon initiation, whether physical, mental, or social. Describe how the Eidolon has …
A slow dream, a slow climb toward waking. Slow rumbles vibrate through flesh. A growing itch
quickens my awareness. There is a crack, a crumble, a cough, a breath, and here, sputtering,
blinking dust and crumbs in the dazzling light, here am I looking out upon a tiled pavement
littered …
Three character elaborations from the same background.
Says I, Mairi Morrigan, that's my name. As good as any, I suppose, I've been Mairi, and Marie, and Mary; Morrigan, Moira, even Miranda once, but that was long ago. Many have I been, different but the …
A lost band of mythic heroes who took the wrong turn coming home from a quest.
The Inner World of Glorantha lies in a broad span of earth and sea under the sky from dawn's mansions to sunset's, from eternal winter to unendurable desert and …
Dust to dust, as they say. But when the dust won't stay dust, needs must I make it that way.
Once a happy-go-lucky younger son, he had the mantle of responsibility thrust upon him
to defend his realm from arcane creatures of dissolution. Taking the power upon himself …
"Meriadne? Meriadne? What? That's not... that's not your name. Wait. Prospera, what have you done to yourself?"
Meriadne is not what she once was. Nor, perhaps, who. As Prospera, she was the
Lady of Milanesca, a glorious world of poetry, art, and romance; while …
Sabrina fair Listen where thou art sitting Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of lilies knitting The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair
-- Milton
Penelope's generosity is tinged with sorrow. Some time ago, her twin babies were
stolen from her …
"To save my world, I took on the mantle of the Ideal, and wrapped in its
bonds, lost myself from the world. No longer do I circle with the month,
no longer do my name, colors and lineaments change with the seasons, no
longer …
A group of Gossamer Worlders who believe that trade and commerce
among strong, independent worlds by means of the Stair or other
means of connection is a positive good, and …