:: Random Item—Ink of Mustering Invitation ::

The magical sphere of Conjuration is built on an agreement between the spellcaster and some other sentient eldritch creature, known as a "companion." The pioneers of this sphere in Athanasia contracted their first companions from the ranks of Strangers who visited the infant world. The Strangers signed the first contracts with their otherworldly blood to seal the bond with their spellcaster associates, who were likewise required to sign with their own. Since that time, however, exemplar research has revealed a solution that does not involve such a painful and unnerving process.

:: Random Location—Nexus to Nowhere ::

Nexus to Nowhere

by Wm Jay Carter III, 6/12/15

a bórean

Architecture: Barn/Silo

Nation: Bórean

Condition: Haunted, Maintained

Weather: Dry

Color: Glow in the Dark

Keyword: Nexus

You light a torch and hold it overhead as the cavern opens up before you. Stalagmites emerge from the darkness like tusks, strange curled lines flashing across their surfaces as your torchlight passes. As if sensing your presence, the stalagmites begin to glow and pulsate, finally bursting with light as the strange curled lines crisscross the walls of the cavern in knotted patterns.
Dousing your torch, you observe—in the light of the strange lines—that a large neat pile of grains lies swept together in the center of the floor. Against one wall leans a large square shovel and a straw broom. Just then, a gyrating wisp of light materializes above the pile of grain. A small echoing voice speaks out of the wisp: “Hello. My name is Dai. Have you come to feed me?”