As Corncobia’s grand armies march across the world, they met with their foe: The “foul, disgusting, blue-skinned” Elves of the High Kingdom of California occupying the American West Coast. The President of this wonderful, Yellow-colored Democratic People’s United Totally Non-Dictatorial Republic Of Corncobia, cracks a hateful grin: The final California stronghold of the dying Elven …
Articles by Oscar L. Schmidt
Another day, another harvest! The fields are doing well, the ale is flowing from the distilleries. One of the iron forges caught fire when someone tried to take some shortcuts to make more iron ingots, but it was quickly dealt with and nobody got hurt. You, a farmer turned king, look at your city from …
Have you ever wanted to see the Vikings pick a fight with the Samurai? Or have the Mongolians tag-team the Ancient Greeks with the Romans? Do you enjoy some quality brain-crunching and slow, burning tension when you attack another player who also happens to be as strong and active as you are? Or maybe you …
There they are, across the field overlooking the walls you fought so hard to bring back to life. Endless, terrible hordes of cold, soulless corpses, the Unmelted. The one in front of them all, a hulking beast of a frostbitten man, delivers an ultimatum: Embrace immortality and join them in spreading The Long Winter as …
It’s cold. Very cold. You all huddle around the cabin’s fireplace to wait out this awful blizzard. Everyone looks at each other with suspicion and disdain in their eyes. Poor Davis was found with their skull split open down the middle, a little too cleanly for comfort. No animal could have done this, and the …
Grand armies clash with blade and shield, the battle lines pushing ever forward. As the enemy’s flank buckles from the pressure, you adjust your iron crown and raise your sword forward. Your steed is followed by a tide of horsemen, as you crash into the weakened enemy flank, allowing the foot troops behind you to …