Sword of Symphonies

What is trust, exactly? it is a sort of foreknowledge, a sense of destiny, the ability to predict and rely on a certain outcome. We trust that one day will follow another, that our favorite podcast comes out Saturday morning, that the seasons follow the same beautiful parade route they always have. It's not about affection, not necessarily. It's about reliability. Welcome to Sword of Symphonies. P...

Cat and the gang get ready for season two! Thrill as the characters are re-introduced! Chill as season one is recapped! And in the end, we find ourselves at the Last Tooth. Welcome to Sword of Symphonies. Play along with us! Download the manual for free here and let us know what you think on our website! Original music by Kathleen~!

The conclusion of our mini-series. They have the Lady’s Axe, they have the Frosted Lapis, and they have the Minewhelk Shells. Now they just need to bring it all together. Queen Bancotha’s on the rampage, though, and our heroes are about to find out medicine isn’t an easy job. You can find us at PeachGardenGames.com and you can find more about Monster Care Squad on their Twitter

Now that they know more about what’s bothering Queen Bancotha, it’s time to put together a shopping list. Where do you go for Mine Whelk Shells, Lady’s Axe, and Frosted Lapis? And how on earth do you give this medicine to an enormous maritime monster on the rampage? You can find us at PeachGardenGames.com and you can find more about Monster Care Squad on their Twitter

Welcome to our first episode of Monster Care Squad! This week, it's time to party as the crew of the Grey Monarch come to the island of Forsmoria. The ocean here is choked with an overgrowth of seaweed because Queen Bancotha is not herself. And today it's their job to find out why. You can find us at PeachGardenGames.com and you can find more about Monster Care Squad on their Twitter

Welcome to The Search for Queen Bancotha, our project for the Ald-Amura Historical Society! This week, the crew showcases Monster Care Squad as they build the veterinarians who will be pursuing the ailing Queen Bancotha. It's time to meet Benorthan, Betelle, and Bazu before they begin their journey aboard the Grey Monarch. Sound design by our Kathleen! You can find more from us at Peach Garden Gam...

Welcome to another Cat's Cradle! This week, we talk about a kind of nebulous concept - templating game rules. Whoa!

Our players won’t do what we want! We’re mad about it! We have guests who are also mad about it! You can find Bryan at The Room Where It Happened You can find Dillon on Twitter or at Tales from the Tabletop

History is a tale told backwards. To learn history, then, is to know the end ahead of time. It's reading the last page of a book first, finding the problem from the solution, asking the question from the answer. It is knowing that whatever happens during the story cannot change the outcome. But it can change the reader, and how we change from what we learn is perhaps the most important part of the...

Knowing one's history is the right of all peoples. Many have had their history stolen or obfuscated from them, others have lost it. But for those who have found, uncovered, or reclaimed it, what then should they do with it? Is theirs a history worth respecting, living up to, and bringing with them into the future? ...or is it something to work past? Lessons to the future to prevent mistakes of the...

They say that when we are tired, ideas long thought conquered resurface in our minds. Doubts from long ago, memories we wish discarded, fears from trials past. What, then, resurfaces when the land itself grows tired? When the earth moves and shudders what long conquered things do we uncover in our collective past? Welcome everybody, to Tales from the Veldt. Music by Kathleen! Visit us online at ht...

We are remembered most, not by great deeds or marvelous works, but by that which we teach our children. Would that we could teach only our hopes, dreams, and exuberance... but despite our best effort our faults and mistakes are also passed down. Sometimes it is our greed that prevents a toy from being shared, our pride that sees another insulted, our stubbornness that cannot handle failure. So the...

This week, Kersten's vanished under the couch so it's just Cat, Nick, and Kathleen, talking about The Magic Sword, and other pieces of otherworldy equipment!

We follow the footsteps of our kin from the moment we take our first steps. We emerge glistening and wriggling and new with the path already laid before us. We know this. But what's to be gained from studying this history, if it will bear us forward regardless? What do we seek to prise from the past? Do we imagine ourselves heirs due some forgotten treasure? Do we wish to humble ourselves: fill ou...

Of course, being below nature's concern is not to say that we don't shape the world around us. While Amylte will never deign to acknowledge us, the land and life upon it certainly do. We see our past and our present written in rivers of scattered stones and lavender sprinkled throughout the sea of grasses. We are, even often rightly, self-concerned creatures. Small as we are, mighty as we are, we...

It is said that the Cataclysm was humanity's punishment. We had forgotten our place, they say, and the Cloudcombs' last act was to even the score. A new balance, they might continue, has been found. It can be comforting to think we've been cleansed by the flood, that Amylte itself acts as our conscience. Nature, though, is not so small as to concern itself with such things. It is beautiful, absolu...

As you know well by now, a hundred years ago the Cloudcomb mountains melted, flooding the interior of the continent with mud, clay and stone, nearly wiping out humanity. Life, though, is ever-resilient. The vast interior of Amylte teems with life, but humanity's sins have not remained buried. The Goathome Veldt seethes with remnants of the Last War. Though it bears our footprints, the fields beyon...

Amylte is not a world where the past sleeps soundly, never to wake again. An industrial accident in Stageport can carry its smoke and terror a century into the future. A carefully plotted ambush meant to end the career of a Conqueror can play out again and again in the southeast islands. A ship's mighty cannons can roar through history long after the ship itself is driftwood. But take heart - no c...

The horror lets out a roar of challenge, stepping forward with such force and fury that it splinters the surface of the sea ice beneath it. Behind it, the Swarm presses forward, roused by the spin of live breath on the air. They begin to test the yawning gap in the ice as they approach the waiting Westbreaker. Frantically, the hands aboard reload the guns and drive rivets into the damaged boiler....

Last night, under the aegis of the Temple of Gaius Gray, the crew of the Westbreaker joined the remnants of the Glacier Legion, shared a meal and an uneasy rest. Outside the sacred labyrinth, night fell over the Westbreaker. Cannon fire split the air as a shapeless swarm of shadows spilled out onto the pristine ice. Shining spears of light assembled and fell into the wicked congregation, but the b...

Miracles come in all shapes and sizes. From the tiny crusader able to single-handedly protect a handful of comrades from death in the Swarm for five years, to yesterday, when the ironclad hull of the Westbreaker smashed the winter silence of Naca for the first time in ages. Sometimes miracles come all at once, and other times they need to be built, from the ground up, no matter how much valuable h...

In Old Rhimehopld he was called Good Father Gaius, the noble marble pillar sleeping in the labyrinth. They built their own maze-temples in their own cities so they could pray to a god who had always tried ontheir behalf. They are, like all labyrinths, sacred places - sacred to the memory of their beloved dying deity. Welcome to Sword of Symphonies. Play along with us! Download the manual for free...

A thousand years ago there was a terrible war in Rhimehold, which was then called something quite different. And there was one nine hundred and fifty years ago, and another eight hundred ninety years ago. Rhimehold pledged itself to the flames of war, and centuries later, while thye rest of Amylte has begun to rebuild, that debt is still being paid. Welcome to Sword of Symphonies. Welcome to Sword...

Five years ago, the immovable Glacier Legion was shattered at the port of Naca. Some of the survivors fled down the coast. Some, but not all. Some were stranded among the horrors of the Wastes, alone in an unforgiving, haunted North. Welcome to Sword of Symphonies. Welcome to Sword of Symphonies. Play along with us! Download the manual for free here and let us know what you think on our website! O...

Cat's here to take the prize. Kathleen's here to show off. Kersten's here to be on TV. Nick's here to wreck up the place. Landon's here to bring the drama. We came here to win. Join us for this new game playtest as we play a season of We Are the Champions, a show that is "like Big Brother but the house is full of weird sports athletes". Check out I Came Here to Win on our website , and check out L...