In 700 BCE Bactria, angels are crystalline acoustic executioners governed by standing waves and infrasound.
Explore the ancient eastern Iranian piedmont (~700 BCE), from the deep loess silt washes to the high mountain sanctuary where the First Chord was struck.
40-foot-deep loess dust dunes. Infrasonic acoustic fluidization zone where benthic placoderms hunt trade caravans.
Zarathustra's mud-brick hearth, Farnaka's sheepfold, and the braided river reed-beds where the toy kite-wings were cut.
Rugged gorge choked with celestial black-iron debris. Picket skirmishes against entropic shadow-crawlers.
The ancient megalithic stone amphitheater. The living metronome holds the line until vocal cords hemorrhage to lock Seal 1.
Entities of Druj (Entropy) and ancient primeval horrors governed by acoustic physics and anatomical pressure points.
Siltosteus Terrenus
A 20-foot armored benthic sediment-swimmer. Uses 12–20 Hz infrasonic pectoral vibration to liquefy fine loess dust into a fluid bed. Sinks pack mules without a splash; shearing jaw plates snap bronze and bone with 8,000 psi of guillotine crush.
The Seated Want
Cannot invent a vice; seats itself under mortal skin and amplifies an impulse until the human believes it was their own idea all along. Unkillable while seated. Violence becomes possible only after the mortal consciously refuses the thought.
The Chest-Mouth
Dog-high, too many joints, white external ribs like scraped bowls, and a mouth in the chest breathing without a throat. They track mortal panic through the scrub. Sherah remains invisible to their scent.
Written to the rhythm of European symphonic metal. Heavy melodic guitars, driving double-bass, and soaring operatic voices echo ancient Bactrian harmonic resonance.
It began in a neighbor's backyard in the summer of 1985. Eight years old, armed with pine branches, expecting a brawl in the grass. Instead, someone rolled out polyhedral dice and opened a basic box set. The lack of wood-on-wood impact felt dull for five minutes. Then the Dungeon Master spoke. The mental theater delivered bloodier, heavier skirmishes than any stick could match. Decades of kitchen tables, cold pizza crusts, and Dragon Con floor marathons followed.
Commercial fiction filled entire shelves with handsome winged boyfriends. That never fit. Bernard Cornwell gave historical combat its rightful mud, shattered bone, and tavern pragmatism. Pierce Brown brought sheer kinetic velocity. Unfeathered combines both with acoustic mechanics. Here, celestials are crystalline executioners tuned to standing waves, harmonic shears, and brutal infrasound.
Magic Missile Mike (M³) writes at the intersection of Bronze-Age Iranian grit and crunchy progression mechanics. The setting places Zarathustra on the 700 BCE Oxus frontier before dogma settled. Battles pulse to the tempo of European symphonic metal. It belongs to anyone who recognizes dice bouncing off a taped cardboard screen or foam swords whistling in a public park.
Share your park LARP memories, beanbag throws, thoughts on the acoustic magic system, or feedback on the creature art.
"The Kmart plastic bag holding the beanbags on the DM screen is too real. The fact that the acoustic fluidization beast operates on real physics is insane."
"Finally an angel book where angels aren’t handsome dates. Having the mortal camera be a junior priest who can only hear the consequences is brilliant."