A quick taste of the gaslight, steam punk horror that is Unhallowed Metropolis, run by my good self
Supernatural craziness abounds in Fifty’s
game set in an alternate near future Hong
Kong. A homebrew system in a game
Andrew Sparks panits a dire future
indeed in his Savage World’s sci-fi. A
world without coffee!
Call of Cthulhu in the roaring twenties!
Something tells me that finding a
speakeasy and a glass of gin will be the
least of your worries in Martin’s game
A wonderful device to be dropped into
any science fiction game around the time
of the Victorians from YT
Some actual science now from Ant, but
with a gaming twists; devices that should
be in any mad scientist’s laboratory
complete with photographs
Don’t think of it as just a gaming
resource, thank Fifty for giving you this
wonderful bit of information if you ever
find yourself temporally stranded
The best way ever to live the strange and
usual life of an elf, as long as that elf is
OK taking your job in tech support,
brought to us by Andy Sparks.
Geordie Andy gives everyone a taste of
the life of a Parapsychologist on the
mean streets of Neo Victorian London.
Welcome once more to another thrilling instalment of our very own, self-produced society magazine Witchrule. This time we have taken a weird science look at the gaming world with more than one article this time actually on the subject matter.
This issue also has a few adverts for the games that will be run by the society for the university term and I advise you all to take a good look through them to figure out what you would like to play. The names of the game masters will also be included, so when you turn up for the first night’s drinking and the first few weeks of trial gaming, feel free to ask them any questions about the games before you make your final
With that in mind I would like to welcome those amongst you who are reading your first issue of Witchrule. This magazine only exists due to the hard work of our society members who write the
articles and send in filler material. We usually run two issues a year, one for fresher’s fayre and the other for the student nationals. This year there may also be two mini issues that will be put together to keep the slavering hounds of readers at bay, so be prepared for me to bug you all over the course of the year for submissions.
A message from your president. Or whatever it he wants to be called now.
Hello. It’s (yet) another year of us all being alive. Apologies to those of you who are dead. Well, your families. Anyway, yes. I am your president- by-default. Actually, that has a certain ring to it. Yes, I would like to be known as President-By- Default. With the capitals. That or ‘arse-hole’.
Right. So most of you are aware that I’m useless, almost to the point of qualifying for the Special Olympics, so all I have to say is:
more beneficial/manageable/convenient/profitable for you (delete as appropriate).
any o’ dat shizzle, then just hasten to mention it to me (or anyone else who could be of potential help. I can’t stress that enough).
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