Summary
Name of Roleplay: Tabula Rasa
Game Master: NachtRuine, Nachtimus, Nachtbot V65, The Nachtmeister, fuck if i know???????
System: WHF2e
Technological Level: Mid-Low Fantasy - Guns like flintlock pistols have been invented, but aren't easily found, you're much more likely to find a crossbow than a pistol. Magic, while accessible, is new and difficult to learn, and to control.
Tabula was once a land of great and fantastical stories, you know the sort: a band of knights fighting a dragon, kings doing crusades in the name of gods, the stories where good always triumphed over evil. If such a place could have ever existed, Tabula would have been the definition.
Yet, something happened, something which had such horrendous and expansive reach, so as to wipe Tabula clean: the Miasma. Little is known about the Miasma, however its effects could never be ignored; the skies are heavily clouded, residents are lucky to see the Sun or Moon on a monthly basis, thus, people became used to a near constant state of twilight. Where light fades, the Miasma hangs and warps the landscape. Woodland creatures become eldritch misinterpretations, and people who are unlucky enough to be caught out in the Miasma for too long are …show more content…
Well, not the entire population. There exists a curious bunch of beings who were actually highly resistant to the Miasma. These people could walk across greater expanses of Miasma and perhaps only suffer minor complications, whereas any other being would eventually be warped into a monstrosity, their sanity wrung to dry and left to dribble upon the floor. Perhaps it was simply their will which kept them from being fully perverted, or perhaps they're simply a special bunch by chance. Either way, even fewer could harness Miasma in the form of magic, but as to be expected when handling Miasma, mages do not live long