Knitted Bones

  Burned and empty bodies, carcasses, of a dozen different animals, and only one cracked crystal brought from the tundra,  it seems to be a   Fire elemental heart   Every empty body has been burned from the inside out, where the heart should be there is blackened flesh, almost petrified or ossified, probably the crystal lodges in this cavity, supplanting the heart. The crystal smells dead, putrid. It does not react to any catalyst. Only with a gust of wind does the crystal glow slightly, but only for an instant. The wind, its essence, seems to be like blood to the crystal.   The veins of the hollow bodies are thicker and more durable than expected. When left alone, air is sucked in and pushed through them , giving rise to a light breeze.   These dull and dead crystals have been found before, at high altitude in the highest mountains , but recently more have been found near villages. The townsfolk speak of lights coming from the nearby caverns , and of r...

Pieces brought from the north, still fresh, the third and fourth of a collection that seems to be part of the same creature, the   Oily Muzzled Blind Specter     Flesh regrows over the bone . The bone repairs itself, the cracks disappear by melting away with time. The creature must regenerate itself at a fast rate. Muscle are hard, and on close inspection their fibers are something closer to thin wires of copper. At normal bonfire temperatures muscle and bone become liquid, but when cold they recover their form. A strange organ was recovered from the creature, the size of a human head, run by veins, with the appearance of a strange heart. When liquid passes through it, it freezes it, and the organ becomes extremely hot.   Folk tales speak of a creature with thick, oily fur, no visible eyes, a long bearded muzzle held by a telescopic neck, and spiked hooves that can impale a human torso , these tales also say that it lives in grasslands within small burrows, an...

Let's start with introductions. I'm Luciano Dalbert, nice to meet you all, I'm from Chile and my mother tongue is spanish, so you may find some horrible mistakes in my writing that will make you shudder with disgust. So I will try to have things to say that go beyond my writing. What I want to write about here are all the strange, or perhaps naive, ideas about ttrpg that are crawling (or buzzing may be more accurate) in my mind. But I don't have any particularly deep sociological or philosophical take on games, nor do I have the vast ttrpg experience that many others have and are exploring in their own amazing blogs. So I'll start easy, with something you might be interested in, and with an approach that I can keep myself accountable in doing so. I'm going to start with creatures, so here is the pitch:  Creatures once every two weeks, explored through the voice of an alchemist, Octaria Pulnassea. The creatures will be dissected and studied by Octaria. So in Octa...