If it isn’t the constant deluge of rain, or the pustular-laden leeches, or the skin swelling mosquitoes, or the cacophony of frogs croaking at night that’ll keep you awake, it certainly will be the hydras. Link.
It’s a new year and big changes for me as I’ve transplanted myself from Korea back to the US. Gaming has been on the back burner for a few months but now that I’ve gotten settled some I’ve been peeking a bit on local gaming haunts. Miniature Market was high up on my list as it’s got a pretty big footprint as an online store. I was able to swing by the shop finally and have to admit I’m pretty impressed.
They have a large selection of board games and also cater to the miniature wargamer too. Aside from a lot of GW, Malifaux, Infinity, a smattering of Bolt Action, a wide selection of Reaper Miniatures among other stuff can be found on the shelves. In addition to paints and supplies, they also carry quite a bit of terrain. Well worth checking out if gaming with miniatures is your bag.
They carry a wide selection of board games and card games. Not to mention a well stocked bookcase of RPGs. I’d say most of the physical store delves more in the new hotness on BBG. But you can find some older gems, and I understand it’s always worth asking the staff about a particular game as it might be in the warehouse (or check their online store). The staff always seems helpful and engaging. I quite liked them being proactive asking if I needed assistance instead of being holed away behind the register as I wandered around the store.
The store also has quite a large dedicated space for gaming with several open tables that is well lit. They also seem to have a pretty active schedule running events every weekend and weeknights. I’m impressed with the amount of space available for in store gaming. Keep in mind they try to cater to folks running organized events. You could likely get some space to meet with mates and play a game for the afternoon, but understand that priority will be given to people registering on their calendar of events.
It’s a well stocked store, with lots of opportunity to get a chance to meet people and play. If running through the Saint Louis area, Miniature Market is certainly a place to visit.
The city never sleeps, nor gets a glimpse of the sun, choked off from atmodust. It was some egghead’s plan to stave off global warming by throwing reflective particulates into the air. It worked but the constant gloom seems to feed the lowlifes and criminal parasites. But that also means plenty of work for private dicks with a functioning gravcar and a license to carry blaster rods. Link.
A remote town deep within the Blood Canyons, the Ivory Refuge is a blessing to the travelling merchants which brave the marauding gnolls. Known for the pale agates and fist-sized moonstones that the local mines yield, trader caravans are willing to make the dangerous trek to this secluded community to gain access to these prized wares. Link.
Trackers, hunters, and scavengers that pilfer the radioactive ruins beyond the wall always make sure to stop by the Rover’s Hole before, and on return, trips to the Waste. A good spot to pick up news and rumors, as well as pass on word to other rad rovers. Link.
An idyllic spot for refueling and maintenance of starships, Lush Vale is a pleasant detour. Nestled on a moon, this agro-colony has become a popular layover for tourist liners and Imperial Scouts looking for more relaxing R&R. Unlike many other outer rim ship depots, Lush Vale offers a peaceful environment ensured and enforced by strict local laws and autonomous security drones. Link.
Shanties and dilapidated buildings surround much of the city proper. Referred only as the Edge by the local residents, the city’s poor and gangs call this district their home. Continual wars among thieves guilds are tolerated by the city guard, provided that they keep their violence to the narrow strip of terrain that skirts the walls. Most are keen to simply throw transgressors of local crime over the edge. A simple means of street justice and an even easier way to dispose of bodies. Link.
No one knows what lies out in the dark swamps. Some claim it’s just a huge gator. Other say a black anaconda that somehow got transplanted north. Toothless Murphy, the town drunk and hermit, claims he’s seen a tentacled monster that crawls up on the land. Most dismiss that as alcohol fueled prattle, since everyone knows Murphy is prone to drinking his own concoction of potent brew.
Regardless in the deep, black waters some fiendish creature lurks. What was once a monthly occurrence of a lone cow or goat disappearing has now become more frequent. Recent rumors of lone travelers disappearing adds to the worries of locals. Link.
Locked away under the ice, hints of a history-changing archaeological discovery were radioed back to base camp. What did the research team find? Link.
An ominous structure along the shores, continually draped in dark storm clouds. Link.