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're very lucky," said the old salt. "A siren may treat ye to a salty, hungry kiss afore she eats yer face."
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January 14, 2026 at 12:29 AM
"If you're very lucky," said the old salt. "A siren may treat ye to a salty, hungry kiss afore she eats yer face."
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Some say the red leaves of winter are the World's call for warm blood before the cold seasons; a call to feast before the long night.
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#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
January 13, 2026 at 11:09 PM
Some say the red leaves of winter are the World's call for warm blood before the cold seasons; a call to feast before the long night.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Ragwretches lurk in shadowed holes during the day. They wait for sunset; playing craps, smoking nettles, and munching hairy mouse-meat.
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#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
January 13, 2026 at 12:17 AM
Ragwretches lurk in shadowed holes during the day. They wait for sunset; playing craps, smoking nettles, and munching hairy mouse-meat.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
An ælf could pass for human, if not for their fathomless, inky black eyes; eyes which see that which is unseen.
January 12, 2026 at 11:09 PM
An ælf could pass for human, if not for their fathomless, inky black eyes; eyes which see that which is unseen.
Once a year, in cold autumn's heart, a bloody aurora appears in the sky. Its mad influence calls forth beasts from the Otherworld.
January 11, 2026 at 3:16 PM
Once a year, in cold autumn's heart, a bloody aurora appears in the sky. Its mad influence calls forth beasts from the Otherworld.
Hot blood lured the Serpents from the roots between Worlds. They crawled from beneath the hangman's tree, intent on a feast.
January 11, 2026 at 2:12 PM
Hot blood lured the Serpents from the roots between Worlds. They crawled from beneath the hangman's tree, intent on a feast.
The dim, bloody sky of the Winnowing lends bravery to nocturnal monsters. In the long, dim twilight, they sow mischief without constraint.
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#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
January 10, 2026 at 2:45 PM
The dim, bloody sky of the Winnowing lends bravery to nocturnal monsters. In the long, dim twilight, they sow mischief without constraint.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Only a few bloodlines still possess the Nör mutation, an ancient alteration to the human form which conducts the art of Sorcery.
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#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
January 10, 2026 at 1:53 PM
Only a few bloodlines still possess the Nör mutation, an ancient alteration to the human form which conducts the art of Sorcery.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Pixies are foolishly and inexorably drawn to sweet bee-honey. An open pot of honey will quickly fill with sticky, drowned pixies.
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#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
January 10, 2026 at 2:53 AM
Pixies are foolishly and inexorably drawn to sweet bee-honey. An open pot of honey will quickly fill with sticky, drowned pixies.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
The foolish Nôr used their sorcery with abandon.
Their wanton arts burned all the human universe, save the Coast.
Their wanton arts burned all the human universe, save the Coast.
January 10, 2026 at 1:48 AM
The foolish Nôr used their sorcery with abandon.
Their wanton arts burned all the human universe, save the Coast.
Their wanton arts burned all the human universe, save the Coast.
Though they dearly wished it, the ancients could not kill their secrets. They built for them lavish tombs, desperate they might slip from memory, if not perish.
January 9, 2026 at 1:45 AM
Though they dearly wished it, the ancients could not kill their secrets. They built for them lavish tombs, desperate they might slip from memory, if not perish.
Colomine is a fine, sweet perfume made from bee pheromones. Wearing it in summertime invariably attracts a cloud of happy pixies.
January 9, 2026 at 12:13 AM
Colomine is a fine, sweet perfume made from bee pheromones. Wearing it in summertime invariably attracts a cloud of happy pixies.
The stones on Istia Beach are said to be ancient Serpent eggs. They roll towards the mother-sea, creeping one revolution a decade.
January 8, 2026 at 2:30 AM
The stones on Istia Beach are said to be ancient Serpent eggs. They roll towards the mother-sea, creeping one revolution a decade.
The Isle is shrouded in blooms. They grow in an eternal stasis, evergreen. Nothing may grow there, not even human children.
January 8, 2026 at 1:36 AM
The Isle is shrouded in blooms. They grow in an eternal stasis, evergreen. Nothing may grow there, not even human children.
The Hall of Mosses has little undergrowth, but few walk it. Creatures lounge, dozing, in the trees. Easily awoken.
January 7, 2026 at 12:29 AM
The Hall of Mosses has little undergrowth, but few walk it. Creatures lounge, dozing, in the trees. Easily awoken.
The alves of the Red Hill are rumored to steal children from their beds. In truth, they steal pumpkins more often, but children will do.
January 6, 2026 at 11:09 PM
The alves of the Red Hill are rumored to steal children from their beds. In truth, they steal pumpkins more often, but children will do.
Strauch Creek is infused with the tannins of many leaves. Its waters are essentially a cold tea; they're exported by the barrel.
January 6, 2026 at 12:17 AM
Strauch Creek is infused with the tannins of many leaves. Its waters are essentially a cold tea; they're exported by the barrel.
In Gesselchundt, tiny, slimy-black eels pervade the mountain streams. People are used to them; they enjoy their tea, fish and all.
January 5, 2026 at 11:09 PM
In Gesselchundt, tiny, slimy-black eels pervade the mountain streams. People are used to them; they enjoy their tea, fish and all.
Every autumn, the people of Faindun climb a red hill. There, they sacrifice to appease the local ælves. The ælves find this hilarious.
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#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
January 4, 2026 at 3:16 PM
Every autumn, the people of Faindun climb a red hill. There, they sacrifice to appease the local ælves. The ælves find this hilarious.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Clouds heave and roil over Lake Virai. Below, catfish emerge from the waters to scream wetly at the sky, enraged at its advances.
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#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
January 4, 2026 at 2:12 PM
Clouds heave and roil over Lake Virai. Below, catfish emerge from the waters to scream wetly at the sky, enraged at its advances.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Beasts awaken in the Stygian black ice of Hior Glacier. The ice drips thinner; the darkness brightens above them. Freedom beckons.
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#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
January 3, 2026 at 2:45 PM
Beasts awaken in the Stygian black ice of Hior Glacier. The ice drips thinner; the darkness brightens above them. Freedom beckons.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
A scent pervades the Moors, that of mold and putrid flesh; the only sign that hungry, rot-toothed necrocytes wait neath every clouded pool.
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#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
January 3, 2026 at 1:53 PM
A scent pervades the Moors, that of mold and putrid flesh; the only sign that hungry, rot-toothed necrocytes wait neath every clouded pool.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
When hidden under the surface of a stream, a nymph is as clear and translucent as the water itself. There she'll sing, hidden in the depths.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
January 3, 2026 at 2:53 AM
When hidden under the surface of a stream, a nymph is as clear and translucent as the water itself. There she'll sing, hidden in the depths.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
To venture North, past the eons of dusted pines, is to enter a World of cold and night; of lights in the sky which gleam like eyes.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
January 3, 2026 at 1:48 AM
To venture North, past the eons of dusted pines, is to enter a World of cold and night; of lights in the sky which gleam like eyes.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Finally learned how to build nice fill-able forms in #inDesign.
The Incunabuli character sheet is looking pleasant (with Caveat embedded for a handwritten look.)
The Incunabuli character sheet is looking pleasant (with Caveat embedded for a handwritten look.)
January 2, 2026 at 9:00 PM
Finally learned how to build nice fill-able forms in #inDesign.
The Incunabuli character sheet is looking pleasant (with Caveat embedded for a handwritten look.)
The Incunabuli character sheet is looking pleasant (with Caveat embedded for a handwritten look.)