Making some time for a fan art map, a tribute to my favourite movie of 2025: Deathstalker!!!
#fantasymaps #swordandsorcery #rpg #cartography #wip #handcrafted #fanart #noai
Making some time for a fan art map, a tribute to my favourite movie of 2025: Deathstalker!!!
#fantasymaps #swordandsorcery #rpg #cartography #wip #handcrafted #fanart #noai
@konstantinosd @Polyducks Reafirming my believe that Zelda is Sword & Sorcery for Japanese children.
« Freebooters », 1996
by Barry Windsor Smith (British illustrator, born 1949)
Cover illustration for "Freebooters" story in BWS Storyteller #1, Oct. 1996
#vintagefantasyart #fantasyart #fantasyillustration #BarryWindsorSmith #Axus #SwordAndSorcery #Storyteller #Freebooters
Die dritte Story "The Moonstones of Sor Lunarum" kann man übrigens auch auf "Black Gate" lesen: https://www.blackgate.com/2011/12/31/special-fiction-feature-the-moonstones-of-sor-lunarum-by-joe-bonadonna/
In dieser Anthologie bin ich Ende der 80er Jahre mit "Allerhand Hände" ("Divers Hands") zum ersten Mal Darrell Schweitzers verfluchtem Ritter Sir Julian the Apostate begegnet. Hat mich schon damals stark beeindruckt. ⚔️
Leider weiß ich nicht, von wem die Illustrationen sind.
LB: Issues #5-7 of New Edge Sword & Sorcery Magazine are now available! I have a book review in issue #6!
https://newedgeswordandsorcery.com/product/new-edge-sword-sorcery-issue-6-digital/
Man the new Deathstalker movie is SO bad, SO cheap, SO badly directed, with awful effects and glaring editing mistakes.
And yet it was also weirdly inventive and oddly charming 😄
Building a believable medieval-like fantasy world? 🏰⚔️ Dive into 25 essential pointers—from geography and climate to court politics and trade—that shape authentic, immersive fantasy realms.
Learn how real-world history inspires rich fantasy storytelling.
Explore Part 1:
https://yayaver.blogspot.com/2025/10/50-pointers-medieval-like-fantasy.html
#FantasyWriting #WorldBuilding #MedievalFantasy #WritingTips #Writing #SwordandSorcery
Art by Taku Makino
"The Phoenix on the Sword" is the story that brings Robert E. Howard's legendary creation Conan to life for the first time. It is a story that is just as impactful today as it was in 1932.
#swordandsorcery #s&s #fantasy #conan #robertehoward
https://abastrabooks.com/the-phoenix-on-the-sword-creates-a-legend/
Catherine Lucille Moore was an important writer in science fiction, fantasy, and weird fiction. This retrospective of her early career covers her entire output at WEIRD TALES and correspondence with Lovecraft, Robert E. Howard, and other writers who helped shape her as a writer, right until her marriage with Henry Kuttner.
https://deepcuts.blog/2025/11/15/deeper-cut-c-l-moore-early-career-retrospective/
#weirdtales #clmoore #weirdfiction #weirdlit #scifi #sciencefiction #swordandsorcery #fantasy #fantasylit #pulpfiction #pulp
Red Sonja: Consumed by Gail Simone (2024)
Red Sonja: Consumed by Gail Simone (2024) [...]
https://write.as/larrys100/red-sonja-consumed-by-gail-simone-2024
Author Spotlight: Arden Powell
Arden Powell (they/them) is a queer indie author and illustrator whose books include The Faerie Hounds of York, the Flos Magicae series, and their short story collection, The Carnelian King and Other Stories. A nebulous entity, they live with a senior rescue hound and an exorbitant number of houseplants, and enjoy the company of both.
Author Links:
Bluesky: @ardenpowell.bsky.social
Website: ardenpowell.mailerpage.io
Itch Shop: ardenpowell.itch.io
Patreon: patreon.com/ArdenPowell
Chapter 1 of The Black Knight Saga Webserial (free public post): patreon.com/posts/ch-1-sir-black-112293087
Let’s talk about your latest release, Flesh and Bone. This one is a short, standalone mm horror-romance novella set in the Canadian Wild West of 1889. What inspired you to write this story in this setting & time period?
I haven’t written a western before, and I’m always drawn to new settings. Westerns are so evocative in their sense of time and place, and they lend themselves to horror and romanticism equally well. I wanted to set it before the 1900s to keep it from feeling too reachable.
After introducing the real-life Canadian outlaw Sam Kelly, that narrowed the period to before his career took off in the 1890s.
The Canadian setting wasn’t originally planned. I had written the beginning and some of the climax, then set it aside for a few years. Returning to it at the end of 2024 in the mood to work on a horror story (for some mysterious reason), I decided to set it in Canada as a result of an unprecedented flare of patriotism (again, for some mysterious reason).
There was no reason not to set it in Canada when our prairie provinces are part of the historical Wild West. Going forward, I plan to set more of my stories in Canada unless I have a compelling reason to believe that the story would work better elsewhere.
Tell us about your MCs – introduce us to Everett and Marshall, and let us know what to expect from their dynamic!
Everett and Marshall are childhood best friends who grew up together. As a teenager, Everett came to work on Marshall’s daddy’s cattle ranch, and now as adults, they spend their days together on the range. Everett is reserved, fond of Whitman and Shakespeare, while Marshall is more outgoing and sure of himself. They are both gay, though Everett is keeping that a very closely guarded secret.
Marshall is discreet about his own liaisons, but he is infinitely more comfortable in his own skin, while Everett is afraid of his own desires.
The events of Flesh and Bone commence following a moonlit tryst, which they each regret for vastly different reasons; Marshall is quietly pining for more, while Everett is convinced their encounter woke a devil that is now stalking them for their sins.
Despite their differing attitudes towards their own sexuality and each other’s expression of it, they would absolutely die for each other. And that commitment is being put to the test.
What can you tell us about Canadian werewolf lore, and the wider lore you drew on for this story?
As far as Canadian werewolf lore goes, I think we (and I mean the white settlers) mostly just carried the European traditions over rather than originate our own. I avoided any deliberate allusions to Native American mythology, as I don’t feel that’s my place to explore.
One could draw parallels between the monster in Flesh and Bone and the w*nd*go; that’s not intentional, but maybe unavoidable when talking about hungry supernatural beings of North America.
The werewolf in my story was actually inspired by a horror movie called The Curse (2021), in which the monster is cut open to reveal the cursed human trapped inside. The movie itself was neither good nor bad enough to recommend, but that specific image stayed with me.
I wanted to use my werewolf not just as a metaphor—werewolves traditionally make great metaphors for lots of things, like puberty or violence or sexual urges—but as a very literal manifestation of shame: specifically, internalized homophobia.
Flesh and Bone is less an exploration of any specific folklore than it is a character study, and what the werewolf represents to this one particular man.
How did you use Gothic tropes and create a Gothic space from the Canadian landscape for this novella?
There are three Gothic settings that I love most: haunted houses, the Deep South, and desolate wilderness.
Flesh and Bone falls into the latter camp, and Canada has so much wilderness.
The isolation of the 19th-century Prairies, far removed from any settlement, lends itself beautifully to both horror and to the sublime.
Travelling with nothing but their cattle and horses for company, in the middle of the night with no light but the campfire and the moon overhead, cowboys could spend days or weeks on the range without any human contact except each other.
Adding the survival-horror element of the monster and a grievous injury, on top of already watching for wild animals, outlaws, or a bad turn in the weather, immediately makes the setting claustrophobic and deadly.
The story could have done away with the supernatural elements altogether and felt much the same.
My monster isn’t any deadlier than a grizzly bear attack in the Alberta foothills, and Everett’s paranoia about its nature being that of the devil could be attributed to his fever combined with his internalized homophobia. The landscape felt really effortlessly Gothic, as if it was just waiting for me to set my story there.
What are the main themes in Flesh and Bone, and how did these come about – were they planned or organic as you drafted?
Flesh and Bone’s theme is one of guilt, shame, and self-loathing. Writing an historical gay romance leaves an obvious open door for the exploration of homophobia, either culturally or internalized, which I’ve touched on in my other Gothic books as well. I knew going in that, no matter the horror, the romance required a happy ending, though Marshall and Everett have to go through hell to earn it.
If Everett was to get his romance, he had to overcome his shame surrounding his sexuality first. He also had to overcome a werewolf. Because it’s such a short novella—a novelette, technically, though no one really uses that term—I combined his internal struggle and his external antagonist, resulting in this ragged, relentless beast born of his own body and worst impulses. It felt very organic, though I hope it looks meticulously planned. The shorter the story, the less likely I am to outline it beforehand, and the more organically it comes together in early drafting.
What are your favourite reader responses to this novella so far?
I’m touched by the readers who have commented on the tenderness of the romance, which I was worried would get buried under the body horror and content warnings. I’m very glad people are connecting to the romance, and that it’s not being overpowered by the horror aspects. It ends in hope and healing, and I want readers, especially queer readers, to have that right now.
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Cover of the new Savage Sword issue 11. ⚔️ Art by Liam Sharp
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A Sense of Doubt blog post #3914 - Writing Wednesday 2511.05 - SoD Reprint of #2360 - ON THUD AND PLUNDER and TANITH LEE's Vazkor Son of Vazkor. https://sensedoubt.blogspot.com/2025/11/a-sense-of-doubt-blog-post-3914-writing.html #WritingWednesday #Writing #WritingTips #FantasyLiterature #Barbarians #SwordandSorcery
⚔️ Swords. Love. Magic. Epic Battles. Reincarnation.
The Lives of Velnin: Final Life: A fast-paced epic fantasy adventure of swords, love, magic, and battles, by Brian Heming
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Letzte Chance, euch die von mir wärmstens empfohlenen PRINZESSINNEN von Christian Endres zum Sparpreis unter den Nagel zu reißen 🤩👸⚔️ ...
Happy Halloween 🎃!
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L’Antico Stato di Dend #1 – Una consegna fasulla
Oggi riprendiamo la campagna nell’Antico Stato di Dend, la nostra campagna di Blood, Wyrd & Glory, che abbiamo impostato la scorsa volta creando il personaggio e generando la regione di gioco tramite Progen Arcana.
Preparazione della Campagna e Strumenti
Per migliorare l’esperienza in solitaria, sono stati utilizzati diversi strumenti ed estensioni di Obsidian:
Aggiungere Struttura: Il Motore Procedurale Sword & Sorcery
Sebbene Blood, Wyrd & Glory fornisca una solida struttura Sword and Sorcery, ho utilizzato uno strumento procedurale personalizzato aggiuntivo per rafforzare i temi del genere (città decadenti, stregoneria corruttrice, alleati infidi, pressione dei debiti). Magnificent Doom è modulare, permettendoci di utilizzare procedure non esplicitamente coperte dal manuale, come:
Scena 1 – Dark Reach – Giorno
(Ashara viene avvicinata per un incarico di corriere verso Underpoint, quartiere di Night Pass)(! l'obiettivo dell'incarico in realtà non esiste)gen: Viaggio d12 -> Complicazione Minoregen: Complicazioni => Una maledizione inzia a fare effettoLa taverna era affollata di mercenari in cerca di lavoro quando un messaggero dall’aspetto sfuggente si avvicinò al tavolo di Ashara. Il denaro scarseggiava e la mercenaria non poteva permettersi di rifiutare nemmeno gli incarichi più sospetti. L’offerta era semplice: consegnare un plico sigillato a Underpoint, un quartiere malfamato di Night Pass, a poche miglia da Dark Reach. Il compenso sarebbe stato corrisposto alla consegna.
Ashara accettò senza fare troppe domande, infilò il plico nella borsa e si mise in viaggio prima che il sole raggiungesse lo zenith. I suoi capelli rossi ondeggiavano al vento mentre percorreva la strada polverosa, i talismani alla cintura tintinnavano a ogni passo. Ma a metà strada, un dolore lancinante le attraversò il fianco sinistro.
Era quella vecchia cicatrice, quella lasciata dalla lama di un demone durante una scorreria al Palazzo di Patrash qualche anno prima. La ferita era guarita male e a volte pulsava con un calore innaturale, ma mai così intensamente. Ashara si fermò, stringendo i denti, la mano premuta contro il fianco. Il dolore era troppo forte per essere ignorato. Doveva consultare qualcuno, e presto.
[Thread: Una consegna fasulla|Aperto][Thread: La vecchia ferita brucia|Aperto]Scena 2 – Night Pass, Underpoint – Sul far della sera
Il sole stava calando quando Ashara varcò le porte di Underpoint, gettando lunghe ombre tra i vicoli stretti e maleodoranti. Nonostante il dolore che le martellava il fianco, la mercenaria si diresse verso l’indirizzo indicato sul plico: un magazzino fatiscente in una strada laterale.
Appena varcò la soglia, tre uomini dall’aspetto losco emersero dall’ombra. Avevano occhi freddi e mani callose sui manici dei pugnali.
«La persona che aspetti arriverà presto», disse uno di loro con un ghigno che non prometteva nulla di buono. «Accomodati nel retro».
La condussero in una stanza buia e puzzolente. Ashara sentì il clic della chiave che girava nella serratura alle sue spalle. I suoi occhi ambrati si strinsero. Trappola.
> Ashara prende il martello e colpisce la porta chiusad: Valore d10 = 4 -> Successo, con complicazionegen: Complicazione -> Torna a bruciarle la ferita=> Frantuma il lucchetto della porta e la apre, ma mentre si prepara ad affrontra i tizi loschi, il dolore ferita le fa cadere il martello a terra Senza esitare, Ashara sfilò Spezza-Giuramenti dalla cintura. Il massiccio martello da guerra rotò nell’aria e si abbatté sulla porta con un colpo devastante. Il legno si scheggiò e il lucchetto volò via con uno schianto metallico. La porta si spalancò, rivelando i tre loschi che già si stavano avventando verso di lei.
Ma proprio in quel momento, la vecchia ferita esplose di dolore. Ashara barcollò, il martello le scivolò dalle dita e cadde pesantemente a terra. Tra i denti serrati sfuggì una imprecazione.
> Ashara si difende a mani nuded: Grazia d8 = 4 -> Successo, con complicazionegen: Complicazione -> Una strana magia distorce la realtà=> Ashara respinge i tizi che le si sono avventati addosso, ma ecco che la vista si distorce. Qualcuno ha lanciato una magia.Il primo dei tre loschi si lanciò su di lei con un pugnale alla mano. Ashara, agile nonostante l’armatura di cuoio borchiato, schivò di lato e gli afferrò il polso. Lo fece ruotare su se stesso e lo scaraventò contro il secondo assalitore. I due caddero in un groviglio di corpi e imprecazioni.
Ma poi la realtà vacillò. Le pareti della stanza iniziarono a ondeggiare come acqua increspata. I contorni degli oggetti si sfumarono e raddoppiarono, le ombre si allungarono in forme innaturali. Ashara si portò una mano alla testa, cercando di mantenere l’equilibrio mentre il pavimento sembrava inclinarsi sotto i suoi piedi.
Magia. Qualcuno ha lanciato una magia.
> Ashara recupera il martello da guerra e cerca lo stregone che lanciato la magiad: Arguzia d4 = 3 -> Successo con complicazionegen: Complicazione -> Incontra qualcuno dal suo passato=> Ashara incontra qualcuno che non si aspettava: Vex. Le sorride sardonicamente.Con uno sforzo di volontà, Ashara si chinò e afferrò Spezza-Giuramenti. Il peso familiare del martello la riportò alla realtà. Girò su se stessa, cercando di individuare la fonte dell’incantesimo tra le distorsioni visive. I suoi occhi scrutarono ogni angolo della stanza finché non si posarono su una figura nell’ombra, appena oltre la soglia della porta spaccata.
Un uomo avanzò nella luce fioca. Era alto e snello, con capelli scuri raccolti in una coda bassa e un ghigno che Ashara conosceva fin troppo bene. Vex. Uno dei suoi vecchi compagni nella compagnia mercenaria. Uno di quelli che erano sopravvissuti quella notte, quando lei aveva ucciso il capitano.
«Ashara», disse Vex, la voce intrisa di sarcasmo. «Quanto tempo. Pensavo che la tua testolina calda ti avrebbe già fatto ammazzare in qualche vicolo. E invece eccoti qui, ancora viva e vegeta».
Le sue dita si mossero nell’aria, lasciando scie di luce viola. La realtà attorno a loro tremò ancora.
«Vex», ringhiò Ashara, stringendo il manico del martello. «Dovevo immaginarlo. Ancora ti nascondi dietro i tuoi trucchetti da stregone vigliacco».
Il ghigno di Vex si allargò. «Oh, cara mia. Stavolta non sono trucchetti. E credimi, stavolta non scapperai».
[Thread: Una consegna fasulla|Chiuso][Thread: Una vecchia conoscenza|Aperto]#gdrSolitario #gdrs #giochiDiRuolo #giocoDiRuolo #giocoDiRuoloSolitario #swordAndSorcery