L is for 'Lyssa

Once I was the leanhaun lover, bringing a slow and sensual death to the lady knight reborn as a mad childling in a Changeling: The Dreaming roleplaying campaign. I became something different in Tales of the Navel; the dark dream, the repressed passion, the embodiment of Melyssa Ashelocke’s wish; just as Sister Mel was her repressed shell. These aspects emerged from the shattered failure of an arachnocrat Melyssa didn’t want to be, Duessa’s disappointment of a daughter. You might say I’m the inspiration for giving into desires which dared not utter their names in the Gardens, the creature Mel longs to be, linked to Seraphix. You might say Seraphix gave birth to both Mel and I from the wreck that was Melyssa Ashelocke.

Whatever do I mean? Watch for our names in Tales of the Navel, which bubble at inspirationcauldron.wordpress.com and find out.

K is for Kevin

Originally just a side character, pouring drinks at the Tipsy Hedgehog in Trouble at Caerac Keep, Cauldron Tales here and inspirationcauldron.wordpress.com; my mystery and significance has grown, taking on a subplot of its own. Just what is that? You may not have to wait for Trouble at Caerac Keep to find out. Just wait and watch for what bubbles here or at the other Cauldron.

J is for Jupitre

How I have fallen from being the mighiest of all gods! The scribbler, bah, didn’t even include me in her feeble scribble of a first draft of Stealing Myself From Shadows. I crept in, like a thief, when my wife became my wife, only to be infantalized by her pity and her coddling, but I’ve made my way into Tales of the Navel. Just watch. I have a part to play and I will not be denied.

I is for Isolde

A humble sculptor with the strength of stone I carved, a power I’d discover with a beautiful maiden’s touch.

I freed what I thought would be that maiden’s likneness from the stone, only to find out I’d released a curse, a punishment set upon me by a jealous enchantress. The same enchantress would seek to curse the world. Only the maiden my enemy and I love can stop her. Only with my might at Amberwyne’s side did we have a chance at success.

I thought our task was mind-bendingly perilous as is. Now I find none of us; not I, not my maiden, nor my foe, or the land threatened are real. We’re just characters in a roleplaying game and The Players Are the Thing. Only the Gamemaster’s dice have been cursed by the enchantress, whom isn’t happy at being toyed with.

None of us are, but who can save our players other than us? We’re their characters. We’ll have to figure out how to make it happen.

H is for Hebe

A regular at the Navel, I was created so poorly in the original draft of Stealing Myself From Shadows, no one noticed me. In story since and many a Cauldron Tale, I became a serial cup collector and destroyer, acting out my rage against my father and his beloved cup bearer, my replacement. My destructive pattern transformed into a quest to find and become a new me, by opening a Door to a path through the Shadow Forest. Do I succeed in this? You may not have to wait until Stealing Myself From Shadows is released to find out. Just watch the Cauldron bubble here and at inspirationcauldron.wordpress.com, to see what’s revealed.

G is for Grace

I was in the very first story our scribbler wrote ever! Not that I’ve grown up and away, not ever from whom I was, not really. We’ve all become more ourselves; Theodora Bear, Nat, Maia (Iama the Terrible?), Heidi, and I. We’re all princesses, dreamers, or enchantresses in our way, if we’re not stuffed animals, making magic happen.

What do I mean? Come, meet us in Wind Me Up, One More Time, and find out!

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F is for Faith

Faith is the name I chose, when I joined the Servants of the Unicorn. I’ve taken on a very different role from the dependent non-player character I was in an early 1990s Fantasy Hero roleplaying campaign, or was that one of my sisters whom was revised into whom she is now? We are three; the Points of the Unicorn; Faith, Charity, and Hope. We were conceived for Trouble at Caerac Keep, along with the controversial nature of adventuring in our present time and Caerac himself. You may wonder what I’m going on about. Do persuade the scribbler to finish Trouble at Caerac Keep and find out.