Benton | Incunabuli
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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.
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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
Atop misty Mount Hellebore, a castle stands. It holds no purpose, as the mountain is of no strategic worth. No human purpose, that is.
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February 8, 2026 at 3:16 PM
Atop misty Mount Hellebore, a castle stands. It holds no purpose, as the mountain is of no strategic worth. No human purpose, that is.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Fire is humanity's key to the World. With it, they burn their mark in the pressing gloom of the Wilderness; they press back the Otherworld.
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February 8, 2026 at 2:12 PM
Fire is humanity's key to the World. With it, they burn their mark in the pressing gloom of the Wilderness; they press back the Otherworld.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
All who attend the West Garden meetings bear an oath of secrecy. Come day, none speak of the secrets discussed those supernal nights.
February 7, 2026 at 2:45 PM
All who attend the West Garden meetings bear an oath of secrecy. Come day, none speak of the secrets discussed those supernal nights.
Even the areas of the library that are well known and mapped are closed at nightfall.
February 7, 2026 at 1:53 PM
Even the areas of the library that are well known and mapped are closed at nightfall.
If a siren can't woo and devour a sailor, she’ll pick oysters from their beds and suck them down with gusto.
February 7, 2026 at 2:53 AM
If a siren can't woo and devour a sailor, she’ll pick oysters from their beds and suck them down with gusto.
By the Winnowing's end, the red sky fades; life resumes. None will speak of those who disappeared under the red aurora.
February 7, 2026 at 1:48 AM
By the Winnowing's end, the red sky fades; life resumes. None will speak of those who disappeared under the red aurora.
On some nights, dull pounding echoes from the dry catacombs beneath land. The catacombs were locked from the inside.
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February 6, 2026 at 1:45 AM
On some nights, dull pounding echoes from the dry catacombs beneath land. The catacombs were locked from the inside.
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The walls of Hellebore Castle's catacombs are etched with images of tentacled beasts. Things move and slither dryly behind the walls.
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February 6, 2026 at 12:13 AM
The walls of Hellebore Castle's catacombs are etched with images of tentacled beasts. Things move and slither dryly behind the walls.
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Humanity's skill in sorcery swells once again. Without caution, they'll burn to nothing all that remains of their tiny, frayed world.
February 5, 2026 at 2:30 AM
Humanity's skill in sorcery swells once again. Without caution, they'll burn to nothing all that remains of their tiny, frayed world.
The ancients built Tombs; resting places for secrets which they'd rather the world forget.
February 5, 2026 at 1:36 AM
The ancients built Tombs; resting places for secrets which they'd rather the world forget.
Steel has long been humanity's strongest ally in its long war against the encroaching Otherworld. Its cold weight burns the flesh of ælves.
February 4, 2026 at 12:29 AM
Steel has long been humanity's strongest ally in its long war against the encroaching Otherworld. Its cold weight burns the flesh of ælves.
Iron-clad, fiery industry is the mark of the Coast, the mark of civilization. It is the force by which humans resist the Otherworld.
February 3, 2026 at 11:09 PM
Iron-clad, fiery industry is the mark of the Coast, the mark of civilization. It is the force by which humans resist the Otherworld.
In the depths of Tombs rest relics of a wicked kind. Secrets too terrible to be told, but too beautiful to be destroyed.
February 3, 2026 at 12:17 AM
In the depths of Tombs rest relics of a wicked kind. Secrets too terrible to be told, but too beautiful to be destroyed.
Humanity rarely learns. Just two millennia after burying the Sorceries which would have ended their World, greedy hands unearth them again.
February 2, 2026 at 11:09 PM
Humanity rarely learns. Just two millennia after burying the Sorceries which would have ended their World, greedy hands unearth them again.
The seeds of giant sunflowers may explode, heated by the heady sun. They burst in a tiny, fluffy eruption, like a bird caught by a cat.
February 1, 2026 at 3:28 PM
The seeds of giant sunflowers may explode, heated by the heady sun. They burst in a tiny, fluffy eruption, like a bird caught by a cat.
The library's more ancient tomes, bound in human skin and prone to moving, are kept chained in cells. Sorcery has lent them a fierce life.
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February 1, 2026 at 2:12 PM
The library's more ancient tomes, bound in human skin and prone to moving, are kept chained in cells. Sorcery has lent them a fierce life.
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For the foolishness of the ancient Nör, Humanity suffers. Their tiny World is beset ceaselessly by the terrible realms which adjoin it.
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January 31, 2026 at 2:45 PM
For the foolishness of the ancient Nör, Humanity suffers. Their tiny World is beset ceaselessly by the terrible realms which adjoin it.
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Humanity's fear of eyes in the dark is nothing irrational. The very real terror of red-eyed ragmen was set in their hearts long ago.
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January 31, 2026 at 1:53 PM
Humanity's fear of eyes in the dark is nothing irrational. The very real terror of red-eyed ragmen was set in their hearts long ago.
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Tombs are repositories for neither the dead nor the buried. They are places for secrets, for things to be forgotten.
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January 31, 2026 at 2:53 AM
Tombs are repositories for neither the dead nor the buried. They are places for secrets, for things to be forgotten.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Ælves' veins flow with an inky black ichor. In places, traceries of tiny, black-purple lines show under their ashen-pale skin.
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January 31, 2026 at 1:48 AM
Ælves' veins flow with an inky black ichor. In places, traceries of tiny, black-purple lines show under their ashen-pale skin.
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#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Deep in the catacombs, empty coffins surround a yawning pit. Its edges are carved with curling tentacles. It stinks of ancient rot.
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January 30, 2026 at 1:45 AM
Deep in the catacombs, empty coffins surround a yawning pit. Its edges are carved with curling tentacles. It stinks of ancient rot.
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#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Statues stood under the sea. Cold men and women cast from stone; each staring with hard, blind brass eyes crusted with green tarnish.
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January 30, 2026 at 12:13 AM
Statues stood under the sea. Cold men and women cast from stone; each staring with hard, blind brass eyes crusted with green tarnish.
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#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
Students have died during midnight meeting in the West Garden. Such people are allowed to simply disappear. Such is the value of secrecy.
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January 29, 2026 at 2:30 AM
Students have died during midnight meeting in the West Garden. Such people are allowed to simply disappear. Such is the value of secrecy.
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#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
The Winnowing calls weird, man-faced beasts from beneath dead trees. They hunt, leering through windows, looking for a source of blood.
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January 29, 2026 at 1:36 AM
The Winnowing calls weird, man-faced beasts from beneath dead trees. They hunt, leering through windows, looking for a source of blood.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
The hunched, horned profile of a ragwretch silhouetted in the moonlight is an instinctively repulsive sight, like a putrid wound.
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January 28, 2026 at 12:29 AM
The hunched, horned profile of a ragwretch silhouetted in the moonlight is an instinctively repulsive sight, like a putrid wound.
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg
#lore #incunabuli #ttrpg