Alice
SWINGS FIRST, WORRIES LATER
Just listen to me and stay back.
Our first game
A TURN-BASED RPG · CHAPTER 1 IN DEVELOPMENT
There is a mirror in a school supply closet, under a tarp, where no one was meant to find it. Alice, Leo and Damien find it anyway.
On the other side lies The Undercroft: rat townships hoarding against the winter, an arena of stone where the champion has not lost in three hundred thousand days, and a Red King who never speaks. Time keeps no promises here. A year can pass in one place while seconds pass in the next. Old stones wake in the hands that hold them, and something in the dark has been waiting for whoever came through.
They only wanted to get home. The Undercroft does not let go of what it finds.
Leo
ALL HEART, NO BRAKES
Has that stopped us before?
Damien
THE QUIET ONE. WATCH HIM.
I need you to trust me.
From The Undercroft
The grimoire
Fragments recovered from the other side of the mirror.
FOL. IOF STONES
Memoria of Frost
A stone the rats of Raccacoonie guarded through every winter. It sank into the first hand that held it, as if it had been waiting. The Elder has not stopped asking where it went.
recorded in the Township, in a hand not its own
Devlog
From the workbench
- ISOON
The Mirror in the Closet
Every story needs a door. Ours is a tarped mirror in a school supply closet, and three kids who should have left it alone.
Letters
Leave the tarp off
Word from the other side, only when there is something worth telling. Nothing else.
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