The Royal Empire is dying. Fields lie fallow, untended by the thousands who never returned from the wars of conquest. The nobility feasts in gilded halls and mansions, while people starve in the streets. Beneath it all, a revolution simmers in the shadows.

A band of intellectuals and rebels steeped in the occult world receive a prophecy that foretells of the king’s assassination. The fate of an empire is in their hands. Will they save it, or burn it down?

A tabletop game of deadly intrigue, occult secrets, and revolution.

Five players. One crumbling empire. No easy choices.

Over half a century ago a cataclysmic event knows as the Geostorm erupted across the World resulting in natural disasters, as well as people gaining strange supernatural abilities. These abilities were linked to coming in contact with unique empowered Geodes. Many who did are instantly killed, but some, few, for reasons unknown, become changed, empowered. Destructive.

Use of the power can change the world, but over time, the energy retained by the geodes reduces, until finally, an empowered person runs out of the intrinsic potential, and the stone kills them.

Management of the new source of ability and the risks associated has been established by the United Nations Gem Control (UNGC), given licence to register all Geofused individuals and apply rules and restrictions to the obtaining and management of powered gems from the environment.

You are amongst the empowered: however you did not comply with the authorities. You didn't like the restrictions on your freedom that the UNGC and society at large would have imposed on you. There is far more you did with your abilities than is allowed, and you have lived a high life using your powers for your own benefit as you saw fit.

But now your powers wane. Your gems weaken. And you are left with only one choice. Well, two if you count dying. Break into the UNGC vault, and steal enough raw, contained Geodes to fuel your powers for the rest of your lives.

No one has ever succeeded in such an audacious act. You plan on being the first.

Small, cheap, hungry – that’s the subcontractor cargo hauler USCSS Metropole and her misfit crew, still two months from drydock at Conrad Colony and running on empty.

The Skipper takes a call from Taurus Triplanetary Corporation’s sector manager. She says, TTC’s Bradbury Research Station on nearby LV-2187 has gone dark, and there’s a contract to go find out what went wrong – and a fat performance bonus if the Metropole can ‘solve’ it. The usual suspects are wagered: Accident. Competition. Piracy. Psychosis. Encounter.

LV-2187 ‘Shoggoth’: eight months out from Earth in the galaxy’s blank spaces. Originally mis-surveyed as a lifeless iceball, ancient red-litten Shoggoth is rich in metal ores and carries a rudimentary ecosystem. Two years ago TTC sent Bradbury Station from Conrad to survey the planet. But these things never go smooth, right?

The contract is the Metropole’s last chance to avoid bankruptcy and repossession by TTC. Her crew have other motives besides: to settle old scores with company rivals; to find riches or fame or live a little large for once; to find missing loved ones; or just …to live.

The Skipper says do it fast, do it neat, and don’t blow up the installation. There are bonuses at stake, people!

In the fringes of the Alien-verse. A certified xenomorph- and predator-free zone. But in the emptiness of space there lurk other horrors, external or …internal.

Ever wanted to be a terrible goose? Ever wanted to be a tiny terrible goose, with tiny terrible goose friends?

Take a waddle out on a casual afternoon stroll, see the sights, harass the townsfolk, and one-up your fellow waterfowl, on an adventure to be the best goose.... but probably should work together to do it.

Far across the sea Zombies wait for me Craving brains and treasure It's their destiny Til my dying day Hear these words I say Zombies ate my pirate ship I will make them pay -Alestorm

For too long, the high seas have been plagued by the walking (and swimming) dead, devouring all wood, canvas, treasure and brains in their path.

You and your intrepid (ragtag) group of brave and adventurous (morally ambiguous) friends (of friends of friends of...) all have various grudges against these sea-zombies. And now you have a plan (you think), a ship (well, a 'ship'), and, most importantly, determination to deal with the zombies once and for all! (for a given value of once and for all)

A comedy horror game for 4 - 6 adventurers seeking revenge on the zombies who ate your pirate ships, using White Wolf's Adventure! system.