Beards And Beers Old School Dwarven Rpg !

Aos of the Metal Earth Blog whose art work I already dig has jumped on the bandwagon of   producing a new old school rpg called Beards and Beer with Jack Shear of Tales of the Grotesque and Dungeonsque blog. This is after a whole bunch of folks got hosed by the Axes and Anvils Kickstarter. I'm not going into a lot of the details of that debacle but you have my deepest regrets if you backed it.
The details of Jack's Beards and Beer rpg  can be found right over
HERE

Aos has been posting a ton of artwork and lore related to the project that feels more  Hobbit, The Elfin Ship and Dark Crystal than LoTR.
 This is simply fine with me. Also Gnolls vs Dwarves is always a winning combination in my book. 

The series of posts actually reveals quite a bit of the rpg production process and gives a tiny glimpse of what goes on when making an rpg. This is one of the reasons why I'm paying attention to this little project. The whole thing feels very old school DYI to me and that fires up my imagination. 
Do yourselves a favor and check out AOS's posts on this project and the awesome old school artwork that he's doing right over
HERE

All artwork is copyrighted and trademarked to their owners. Beards and Beer is trade marked and copy righted as well. No attempt is being made to infringe on the owners trade marks. This post is for entertainment purposes only. 

Lust's Passionate Promise - A New Illicit Substance For Human Space Empire

Lust's Passionate Promise

 This plant/ fugus grows within the groves sacred to Dlamélish known as the thighs of the goddess. For over 6 centuries within the Human Empire there has been a drug war going on between the "righteous" followers of Dlamélish & her illicit pirate clan followers. She seems much pleased with this situation.

 The drug must be taken to a moon of the Alpha 8 to bask in the blue star's light for 12 days. This drug tastes of the first kiss of a virgin's bedding, it slowly ticks down the user's throat. It is only then that the strange & warping effects of the stuff become evident with 1d3 rounds. Tissue & flesh run under this stuff's influence as wax or a candle's flame. 1d20 years are instantly removed from the subject giving him the flush of vigor & youth for 1d6 months. 

              Lust's Passionate Promise Main Effects 1d10 Random Effect's Table 

1.            Charisma improves by 1d3 points but the subject's morals are eroded 
2. The subject sees demons & they see him. They will act in hostility 
3. The subject is the target of lust of the opposite or same sex depending on 30% roll 
4. The subject is aged 1d20 years as well 
5. The subject loses all body hair which is replaced with a fine set of sensor tendrils instead +2 to all skill checks 
6. The subject vanishes in a haze of purple smoke taken by the goddess herself! He is never seen again 
7. The subject is infused with the strength of gods +3 to all strength stats 
8. The subject gains the sight from beyond +2 to all space navigation rolls but must wear protect for his sight as ordinary stimulus now hurts & causes pain! 
9. The subject's sexual prowess is enhanced & they gain a lust beyond all for even the most unnatural things
10. The subject is erased in blaze of holy fire consumed by the goddess herself's lust!
    The rawer form of the drug must be boiled into a tea & injected just behind the user's eye! The other version is taken orally as a sacrament of this goddess.
    There are rituals which insure the safety of this drug. A refinement of super science abilities allows the random effects to keep this substance safe for 1d3 months before these random effects return. Once consumed the drug allows the user to navigate safely through the most treacherous regions of space safely. The subject must make a sacrifice of 1d20 credits in the name of the goddess once the danger has passed however!
    

In petlacalli # 3 Station ~ The Box Among The Stars

  The captain of the Shifter To Stars had come to In petlacalli  station at the urging of the Emperor but it was a decision he was already regretting. The place was off of the standard space lanes & orbiting a blue white dwarf . The station was old & built around the ansible which was still maintained by the Pé Chó. They were least of his worries. He counted at least a dozen alien races that might be trouble. There were the Gronk taciturn proletarian warriors of great fortitude and dour outlooks who acted as station security. They're presence a bit of a predictable side as he looked deeply into the mind of the creature. The thoughts were as dour as their host. He pasted by the local shop of a drilg who was actually an information broker but acted as a tailor of dream suits & other textile wares. He watched the delicate patterns as a local psi mage wove an illusion of dancing nymphs. A group of once human mutants were in an animated conversion with a Hallimox exterminator for the current rates on a getting rid of a small bug problem on their colony world. A glimp -shell dealership had its pendants blowing in the breeze of  holographic weather. A group of adventurers were looking over the pack animals as their four armed wizard haggled with the a salesman over the price. To'vvors headed deeper into the station where the reddish warning sign telepathically projected its usual warning of danger, hostile beings enter at your own risk. The crew followed at a distance to give their Captain enough room as he stiffed at the passage of  no less then four Mi-go. They were hive vets no longer connected to their respective hives & were realigned to miners & explorers which made them no less dangerous. They could at a moment's notice & with the release of a hormone from their queen become warriors yet again as the circumstances dictated. They passed only to be replaced by Zagonite prostitutes & shuttered remembering what lay beneath their stolen skins. The telepathic cat calls & such were lost on him as he neared the rear darkness. The neon holo forms shivered in the heat about the shop which simply said jewelry in whatever language the user happened to speak.The Jaladari stood in the doorway waiting for him, whispering to one another as the wizard left before him. His crew watched with baited breath as their captain walked inside uncertain of who would be coming out. 
  In petlacalli  station was built centuries around both an inter planar generator & the ansible that it houses. The station is now a middle ground orbiting a blue white dwarf. A haven for all types of alien beings, cut throats,criminal elements, etc. This is not a place where one can travel without sidearm handy but never a better place will an adventurer find for buying equipment, unloading contraband, making deals, finding a ship or gambling away loot. Here the order of the day is capitalism in the crudest sense of the word for the 23 levels of shops, malls, gambling dens, & whatnot. There are species from a million worlds all coming to trade, do business, & continue to move in the orbits that money creates. This is not a place that suffers fools gladly but a location where many can find the type of pilots or hirelings that thrive in backwater solar systems.
 Some of the most note worthy little tid bits of history include the role that this place played during the Mi Go wars of  12300 which were a series of skirmishes during the First Regulan War. The breaking of a very sinister pirate ring during the Clonemaster Cyborg Wars. Rumors speak of the finding of artifacts of the Great Race but if there has ever been an outpost of this fantastic peoples it vanished during the war. Fake artifacts show up from time to time though. The system in which the system is situated is unremarkable for the planets are mostly inhabited by human clone workers freed after the wars.The station now sits in a very critical time when the eyes of the universe are turned on to which direction the universe will take.
All races mentioned in the article are found here http://zalchis.blogspot.com/
Notes on the Ansible are here http://ixians.blogspot.com/2011/04/notes-on-ansible.html