Boxtopia

Welcome to your Adventure Log!
A blog for your campaign

Every campaign gets an Adventure Log, a blog for your adventures!

While the wiki is great for organizing your campaign world, it’s not the best way to chronicle your adventures. For that purpose, you need a blog!

The Adventure Log will allow you to chronologically order the happenings of your campaign. It serves as the record of what has passed. After each gaming session, come to the Adventure Log and write up what happened. In time, it will grow into a great story!

Best of all, each Adventure Log post is also a wiki page! You can link back and forth with your wiki, characters, and so forth as you wish.

One final tip: Before you jump in and try to write up the entire history for your campaign, take a deep breath. Rather than spending days writing and getting exhausted, I would suggest writing a quick “Story So Far” with only a summary. Then, get back to gaming! Grow your Adventure Log over time, rather than all at once.

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Boxtopia preamble

It is 150 years since the meteors fell, give or take a decade or so. Huge columns of purple matter falling from space, its uses unknown, its potential only dreamed of.

The nations of the human race, so long with their fingers on the trigger of mutual destruction, eradicated each other in a firestorm of biblical proportions attempting to take control of these strange minerals falling from the sky. In the end no-one triumphed. There was only death.

But life finds a way. Pockets of survivors sheltered from the fallout. The Governments of Old Earth disappeared but its people remained. Emerging blinking into this forever changed world they carved out a new life, the distant memories and edifices of the past becoming a future for those that remained.

Plant and animal life was also irrevocably altered. The aftermath of the devastation did more than change the landscape. Animals and humans were fused together into mockeries of natural selection. The heady brew of nuclear fission and the alien minerals creating new species. Even stranger was what happened to the plant life. Whole swathes of forest were consumed in the flames but life returned anew. New, strange and alien plants burst forth from the Earth’s blackened crust. Some plants became sentient, and began to walk amongst the humans, often possessing strange and terrible powers.

Human life found a way. A way to survive. A way to rebuild. However the world is not what it was. Much is unexplored. Much is strange. Much is horrifying.

Still one thing has remained the same. A man must have a job to earn a crust… and in this new Earth there is a lot of work to be done.

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Situation Vacant

The agency office was a typical drab affair. Brown stained walls plastered in yellowing notices. The chair you are sitting on creaks, and you shift your weight almost expecting it to give way at any second. Others are in the room too, waiting patiently, here for the same reason you are you suppose. Credits. A person cannot afford to be picky as far as work is concerned. And not just people by the looks of it, bipedal animals and even a mutant plant seem to be here for work too, competition is fierce nowadays, but the advert didn’t specify racial types nor numbers wanted.

The door from the inner office opens and a huge brown bear saunters through with the strange shambling gait common to their kind. He is wearing a crumpled shirt with a thin looking bag slung over his shoulders. You could not help but notice that his feet are crammed into Espadrilles. Unsuitable footwear for a bearman really, but this guy was obviously a dandy.

“This is a retrieval job” he growled. “I won’t lie to ya’s, but this is likely dangerous work. Its well off Known land. Over the mountains a ways” He waved a mighty paw in the direction of the distant mountains, the extreme boundary between what passed for civilisation and the trackless expanse of the Badlands beyond.

The bear scanned the room. “The deal is this. The credits go to those of you who come back. Those who sign up equip themselves from the company store. Whatever you spend is deducted from your fee. If you runs I comes after yer.” He grinned at this, giving you a glimpse of yellowed but mighty looking teeth. “I’ll take whoever wants the job. No questions asked, no questioned answered”

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