Benton | Incunabuli
@incunabuli.com
http://Incunabuli.com — Adventure Gothic.
A pen-and-paper RPG by Benton.
Currently posting: Rumors, lies, and fairytales from the Littoral Superposition.
A pen-and-paper RPG by Benton.
Currently posting: Rumors, lies, and fairytales from the Littoral Superposition.
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Benton | Incunabuli
@incunabuli.com
· Oct 14
INCUNABULI | Adventure Gothic
A d12 gothic tabletop RPG. Come, desperado: lace your boots. Make a cutter of yourself.
Incunabuli.com
I have been asked: Is any part of your writing AI?
Incunabuli (microfiction skeets + long-form fiction and game rules on Incunabuli.com, all) is entirely human-made. 90% of my microfiction posts originally appeared on Twitter long before LLMs existed.
I am #antiAI
Incunabuli (microfiction skeets + long-form fiction and game rules on Incunabuli.com, all) is entirely human-made. 90% of my microfiction posts originally appeared on Twitter long before LLMs existed.
I am #antiAI
If you see upon a creature with a wheelbarrow on the Foothills Road, don't ask it for directions. It doesn't know where it is going, either. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
November 14, 2025 at 1:45 AM
If you see upon a creature with a wheelbarrow on the Foothills Road, don't ask it for directions. It doesn't know where it is going, either. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
November 14, 2025 at 12:13 AM
The Trackless Isles are impossible to map. Direction has no meaning, there. Rather, intent does. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
November 13, 2025 at 2:30 AM
The Trackless Isles are impossible to map. Direction has no meaning, there. Rather, intent does. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
The streams from Mnt. Elohi flow inky black once a year. The Tombs at Mnt. Elohi's peak also open at this time. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
November 13, 2025 at 1:36 AM
The streams from Mnt. Elohi flow inky black once a year. The Tombs at Mnt. Elohi's peak also open at this time. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
The indefinable royal rose makes the eyes water and the heart flutter. An accord nonpareil. Few recognize it as the scent of poison.
November 12, 2025 at 12:29 AM
The indefinable royal rose makes the eyes water and the heart flutter. An accord nonpareil. Few recognize it as the scent of poison.
The Forest of Bones is named for its stark white birches. That, and the grues trapped beneath its frozen streams.
November 11, 2025 at 11:09 PM
The Forest of Bones is named for its stark white birches. That, and the grues trapped beneath its frozen streams.
Midsummer's eve is oft precipitated by a pall of fog. All manor of fairy-life celebrate in the swirl, closer than you'd know.
November 11, 2025 at 12:17 AM
Midsummer's eve is oft precipitated by a pall of fog. All manor of fairy-life celebrate in the swirl, closer than you'd know.
Thumping in the attic. Bony heels and wrists on the subfloor. He died up there, the old butler. Fetching the yule decorations while the family were fox hunting in Laagensalza. And he’s up there still. Thumping. Scuttling. Leaking. Stains in the parlor ceiling.
November 11, 2025 at 12:13 AM
Thumping in the attic. Bony heels and wrists on the subfloor. He died up there, the old butler. Fetching the yule decorations while the family were fox hunting in Laagensalza. And he’s up there still. Thumping. Scuttling. Leaking. Stains in the parlor ceiling.
Many charmed souls have died a clueless, watery death attempting to meet the source of underwater nymph-song.
November 10, 2025 at 11:09 PM
Many charmed souls have died a clueless, watery death attempting to meet the source of underwater nymph-song.
If in the silent woods of Noiträ you hear the baying of beastmen: Run.
They are always closer than they sound.
They are always closer than they sound.
November 9, 2025 at 3:16 PM
If in the silent woods of Noiträ you hear the baying of beastmen: Run.
They are always closer than they sound.
They are always closer than they sound.
Fairytales say the alves once made full-sized swords from blades of grass. Alves giggle at this notion; they only make arrows from grass.
November 9, 2025 at 2:12 PM
Fairytales say the alves once made full-sized swords from blades of grass. Alves giggle at this notion; they only make arrows from grass.
Beware holes in the ice, lest you chance upon a snow badger. Or worse: Corpulent arctic worms.
November 8, 2025 at 2:45 PM
Beware holes in the ice, lest you chance upon a snow badger. Or worse: Corpulent arctic worms.
“Disappeared in woods.”
The most disappointing sentence written by coroners. On too many a death certificate, too often.
The most disappointing sentence written by coroners. On too many a death certificate, too often.
November 8, 2025 at 1:53 PM
“Disappeared in woods.”
The most disappointing sentence written by coroners. On too many a death certificate, too often.
The most disappointing sentence written by coroners. On too many a death certificate, too often.
Down in that hole, among the stones and the dead, he is surrounded. Pressed in. His sword arm rises and falls. Wasted breath falters in a stifling helm. Weaker with every blow. He weeps; not because he is lost, but because he will never escape his debt.
November 8, 2025 at 5:18 AM
Down in that hole, among the stones and the dead, he is surrounded. Pressed in. His sword arm rises and falls. Wasted breath falters in a stifling helm. Weaker with every blow. He weeps; not because he is lost, but because he will never escape his debt.
When crossing moorland bridges, mind what sleeps below: Many an incautious soul has been gobbled up without warning.
November 8, 2025 at 2:53 AM
When crossing moorland bridges, mind what sleeps below: Many an incautious soul has been gobbled up without warning.
The mourninglory blooms only in full moonlight. Its bittersweet scent is that which was loved but lost.
November 8, 2025 at 1:48 AM
The mourninglory blooms only in full moonlight. Its bittersweet scent is that which was loved but lost.
The dew of the Red Deceiver is not actually dew. It is a sweet neurotoxin exuded by the flower itself. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
November 7, 2025 at 1:45 AM
The dew of the Red Deceiver is not actually dew. It is a sweet neurotoxin exuded by the flower itself. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Purple knoll-grass usually vaporizes when touched. Presenting an unbroken stem of it to a lover is very suave. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
November 7, 2025 at 12:13 AM
Purple knoll-grass usually vaporizes when touched. Presenting an unbroken stem of it to a lover is very suave. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Poppies blanket Saramori from mountain to sea. They were planted by an Ælvenking in mourning for his daughter. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
November 6, 2025 at 2:30 AM
Poppies blanket Saramori from mountain to sea. They were planted by an Ælvenking in mourning for his daughter. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Peony blooms are a delicacy in Alagore. They are marinated in rum and covered in crisp sugar glaze. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
November 6, 2025 at 1:36 AM
Peony blooms are a delicacy in Alagore. They are marinated in rum and covered in crisp sugar glaze. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
No one knows who planted Lothyrhaim's signature roses. Each thorned bush marks an ancient grave. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
November 5, 2025 at 12:29 AM
No one knows who planted Lothyrhaim's signature roses. Each thorned bush marks an ancient grave. #lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Mt. Rubitus' slopes grow the finest grapes. The wine is so dark, so purple, as to appear black as alf-blood.
November 4, 2025 at 11:09 PM
Mt. Rubitus' slopes grow the finest grapes. The wine is so dark, so purple, as to appear black as alf-blood.
“Paganismo,” they call it; those Southern doubters with their religion of Man. To others, it is the true way. The old way. The way by which the world remains and the otherworld remains at bay.
November 4, 2025 at 12:58 AM
“Paganismo,” they call it; those Southern doubters with their religion of Man. To others, it is the true way. The old way. The way by which the world remains and the otherworld remains at bay.
Hollow trees are the preferred hideout of squirrels, owls, and ragwretches.
November 4, 2025 at 12:17 AM
Hollow trees are the preferred hideout of squirrels, owls, and ragwretches.