Traebus Hellmut—genius, outlaw, and self-proclaimed Arch-Artificer of Magitechnology (because if you don’t hype yourself, who will?)—was on the brink of revolutionizing reality itself.Portal travel.Yes, the dream of stepping through one door and appearing elsewhere, violating physics, common sense, and at least seven uptight Mana Enforcement Agency regulations. Unfortunately, before Traebus could test his brilliant, definitely-not-unstable invention, the city guards stormed in, waving swords, shouting about “illegal experiments,” and—worst of all—touching things they absolutely should not be touching.Cue: one mana surge, three explosions, and a brief yet distressing encounter with what was probably an eldritch horror.Now stranded in a world where everything wants to kill him—flesh-ripping lizards, grunting cave-people, and an ambient magic field so unstable that lighting a candle might detonate a jungle—Traebus is having a very bad time.Oh, and there’s a velociraptor. A very angry velociraptor.But fear not! Traebus is nothing if not resourceful (or at least too stubborn to die). With his razor-sharp intellect, wildly unsafe magic, and sheer dumb luck, he’s determined to survive, thrive, and probably not get eaten alive.Join Traebus as he makes friends (rarely), enemies (frequently), and terrible decisions (constantly) in his quest to turn this prehistoric nightmare into his next great success.What’s the worst that could happen?(Answer: Everything. Absolutely everything.)
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Traebus Hellmut—genius, outlaw, and self-proclaimed Arch-Artificer of Magitechnology (because if you don’t hype yourself, who will?)—was on the brink of revolutionizing reality itself.Portal travel.Yes, the dream of stepping through one door and appearing elsewhere, violating physics, common sense, and at least seven uptight Mana Enforcement Agency regulations. Unfortunately, before Traebus could test his brilliant, definitely-not-unstable invention, the city guards stormed in, waving swords, shouting about “illegal experiments,” and—worst of all—touching things they absolutely should not be touching.Cue: one mana surge, three explosions, and a brief yet distressing encounter with what was probably an eldritch horror.Now stranded in a world where everything wants to kill him—flesh-ripping lizards, grunting cave-people, and an ambient magic field so unstable that lighting a candle might detonate a jungle—Traebus is having a very bad time.Oh, and there’s a velociraptor. A very angry velociraptor.But fear not! Traebus is nothing if not resourceful (or at least too stubborn to die). With his razor-sharp intellect, wildly unsafe magic, and sheer dumb luck, he’s determined to survive, thrive, and probably not get eaten alive.Join Traebus as he makes friends (rarely), enemies (frequently), and terrible decisions (constantly) in his quest to turn this prehistoric nightmare into his next great success.What’s the worst that could happen?(Answer: Everything. Absolutely everything.)...
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