Exploring other worlds, one Monday at a time.

Luckily, in our world, most of these are smaller than we are.

Animals in the depths of the sea.

From out of the depths it...wanders.

Terrifying all with its...ambling.

I hope this monster never turns up to help Seaborn Child.

What I'm not sure if is whose game it may be inspiration for.

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It looks completely hilarious.

Lacking an idea for a game session?

Let's go fishing!

Who needs pirates, mystery ships and shadow sharks to find something heroic to tackle?

This guy looks familiar. I think he's similar to a very unfriendly shaman Seaborn met. The rest of you won't meet him!

And who might she look like?

Here's a Nightmare World comic to warm Seaborn Child's heart.

Well, no, not really, because noting will warm her heart at the moment. But she would nod and say "a good bargain."

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Haragalan Sailor, Reoh “fleetfoot” Seigdisud, son of Garavee “foretopman”, is wanted on EsijutineIsle for rescuing his sister, Yirput, from Prince Vile Tramices. Disguised, he stays a step ahead of Esijutinianagents and throws them off his trail with his family’s shifting winds spirits. Trading helps him woo BubblinaSilverfin. Giving gifts to her and Lumavoxoran Priests increases his social status. Despite his ugliness, he charms people with sea stories, songs and sailor’s dances his father taught him.

A lush looking, jungle covered isle whose huge waterfall sets up such a spray that a rainbow is always visible over it, Oll has no edible plants and no animals at all. Any two people who see each other while standing on this island fall instantly and permanently in mad, passionate love. After that, the island has no further effect on them. Because of this, Oll is avoided by all right-thinking people as the cursed spot it is.

Oll is the origin of the old saying that "you can't live on love."

The island is dotted with pairs of entwined skeletons, its only residents.

Barren of habitation save for a few crazed hermits, Viredro's Heart is a great fiery chasm unguarded by anything besides its own heat. Those who enter here have all illness and infirmity burned out of their bodies, but the pain is so fierce that many are driven insane by the experience.

Superstitious East Islanders use globs of glassy beach sand from Viredro as charms to ward off disease.

Blessed with fair weather, plentiful food, stunning cliffs that make excellent natural defenses from outsiders, good fishing and a coveted position in the Freshwater Sea, Dolaru seems like a wonderful place to live. But those who visit here inevitably leave soon after arrival, because the unrelenting pessimism and dour humorlessness of the population is too unpleasant to bear.

The natives worship no gods, except to propitiate Horotasa the Viscous Destroyer, the God of the Future.