Hello, voyagers!
Like I warned you a few weeks ago, I'm moving the stratometaship patreon to a per expedition format. What's an expedition? It's a spread-based illustrated RPG sandbox piece...
2017-03-15 09:03:57 +0000 UTC View Post
Hit the link: http://www.wizardthieffighter.com/2017/27-lonely-cathedral/
I've decided to start cl...
2017-03-01 01:32:22 +0000 UTC View Postit fell out of the brick-red sky ... I planned to make it one page, but I overran it a bit, and now I have 2/3 of a page left to fill. Not sure if art or a map or something else would work best for it...
2017-02-26 12:15:14 +0000 UTC View PostFirst, a shoutout to the patron who just decided to clock $50 to the Stratometaship. Wow. Your support is encouraging.
Second, I confess, Patreon's UI confounded my efforts to find that patron's det...
2017-02-25 05:15:14 +0000 UTC View Post
And I thank you for it! ^_^
2016-12-23 05:31:11 +0000 UTC View Post
I know I don't post enough here! Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa!
To be fair, I do make all of my art available for free and so forth, but I'd like to do a bit more for you guys who are, after all, cont...
2016-12-06 22:21:18 +0000 UTC View PostWizardThiefFighter started as a bit of fun, then as a good name for a collection of art on G+, then started to expand slowly ... and by now it's at 521 posts and counting. Well. That's too much to kee...
2016-11-27 17:18:25 +0000 UTC View Post
... the essence of Mercenary's dreams in the ascending cauldron of creation and ablation.
2016-11-18 23:13:08 +0000 UTC View Post
I totally haven't forgotten you guys ;) (and don't forget, I post most of my regular WTF pictures on G+ for now) ... but the Mercenary has gone through the Nephrite Gate.
What is beyond?
Next ...
2016-11-10 14:43:23 +0000 UTC View Post
A jewel suspended beneath in the ruddy sky, the gate, beckoned, murmured. The Mercenary ran over polished nephrite steps, past boulders the Emperor of the Black and White Thrones would have awarded du...
2016-11-01 12:16:18 +0000 UTC View Post
The apparition dissolves in an organic mist. It sinks into the cauldron of oblation. The mists eat away the canyon walls. Crackling streaks, grim-dying roman candles rise from the cauldron. Burps of a...
2016-10-31 19:20:50 +0000 UTC View Post
With heaving and flailing, the apparition was dragged into the broken light of that sunless canyon. The green waters boiled and foamed, offended by the struggle that disturbed it, surged against the o...
2016-10-30 22:29:18 +0000 UTC View PostHow does mercenary escape the tunnel of transmigration?
a. by opening mental soul valves to embrace the horrid apparition, accept its pain, its suffering, and transmute it like the alchemists of gol...
2016-10-16 17:57:14 +0000 UTC View Post
Up the rainbow canyon, through the rancid green waters of the sparkling stream, mercenary's soul trudged. Temptress does and prancing goat spirits bedevilled mercenary. No night fell in the twilight w...
2016-10-16 17:37:21 +0000 UTC View Postascending bodily into the rust clouds like the shamans of lore, the nameless mercenary experienced odd and unusual things ... which of them is real?
a. the tunnel of transmigration
b. the ston...
2016-10-08 11:09:08 +0000 UTC View Post
While the hero-unit reconstitutes itself, enjoy the glory that is Hapanga, goblin farmer level 7 (maître de paillis).
2016-10-06 16:15:20 +0000 UTC View PostEnchanted by the rust clouds and the shaman's mushroom wine, the nameless mercenary's soul has ascended and left his body to fall into dust. Do you want to ...
a) follow the tale of the nameless mer...
2016-10-01 21:47:34 +0000 UTC View Post
"Nobody heard anything?"
"Nothing."
"Great. Another damn fool smoking rust mushrooms. Was there a shaman involved?"
"Could've been ... hard to tell, you know how they blend into the sagu...
2016-10-01 19:50:33 +0000 UTC View PostThe witching hour winds down, the shades of the dead fade from the walls, the rust clouds abate with sweet music, leaching towards the stars. The shaman beckons you towards the rust clouds
Do...
2016-10-01 14:26:16 +0000 UTC View Post
By the light of the swirling rust clouds the orangelanders and yellowlanders whiled the night away in duels of poetry, wit, citrus and local halfin' mushroom smokes. ‘T was half-past twelve, an...
2016-09-30 14:40:15 +0000 UTC View PostIn the light of the hissing octarine lamps, the cactus wine flowed bittersweet like the blood of the memory demon. Game pieces clicked on the back tables, castanets to the iambic duels of the orangela...
2016-09-29 08:33:02 +0000 UTC View Post
Ignoring the creeping death of the solar deity, the salty orangelanders point out the local cactus bar, hollowed out from the plinth of some mockworthy false king from one of the forbidden eras.
One...
2016-09-28 22:08:56 +0000 UTC View PostGarulio's tithe-master pays you and the other scruffy merchants for protecting the Holy Metropolitan Trade Delegation from the bandits and vagabonds of the Yellow Veldt.
"That's done. Now we get out...
2016-09-28 12:13:16 +0000 UTC View Post
Their dust-covered ceramic masks, polished, faceless, smooth as jade, gave away nothing as the porters loaded the barrels of redland wine and chests of saffron snuff, sacks of dried dream orange pips ...
2016-09-28 12:05:07 +0000 UTC View PostDo you:
a.look at the heretical plastic-skin map the dirty wrapped nomad dropped 'accidentally',
b. finish up your dealings with the dusty masked nomads and get away before nightfall,
c....
2016-09-27 19:43:13 +0000 UTC View Post
The edge of the Lands and the Luminous Wall. The last of the diesel golem trains stop here, confounded by the dust of the long ways.
"Further, much further!" capers the picturesque hermit of the Sty...
2016-09-27 19:38:49 +0000 UTC View Post
This WTF page sputtered into existence about a month ago and since then I've wracked my brain what it's _raison d'être_ should be. About twice. For maybe fifteen minutes each time.
See, patre...
2016-09-26 17:04:01 +0000 UTC View PostThank you so much for the support this month!
2016-07-31 23:59:00 +0000 UTC View Post
