in the rimey northern reaches of the Canadian Rockies.
2
in a pocket-space that can only be found by following
certain pilgrim-paths in the Pyrenees that predate the coming of
Christianity.
3
strangely snowless among the peaks of the Tian Shan.
4
in a corner of the Drakensberg, and only appear during certain celestial alignments.
5
at the dry & dusty southern tip of the Andes.
6
nameless & geologically-impossible somewhere in the north pole.
D6
These mountains of madness are
1
sickly things, rotten from within by a strange silvery radiance that leaks out from within as will-o'-wisps.
2
near-agless, thick cords and veins of their structure
standing against erosion and gravity, reinforced by some unknown energy,
the lacuna between these timeless components worn into deep &
honeycombed crevasses.
3
volcanic, emitting a feverish heat and sometimes spewing poisonous, invisible clouds of gases.
4
sheer, unevenly-stepped things, their cliffs engraved
with unwholesome shapes that might be unlikely natural formations, or
the rough hewings of an unaesthetic hand.
5
unstable, but not geologically - landmarks and safe passages shifting by the day.
6
blasted by unforeseeable winds and storms, horned with branching fulgurites.
D6
These mountains of madness are home to
1
giant land-conches that leak a numbing slime - if they
come across you sleeping they will lick the flesh from your bones with
long radulas without you ever waking.
2
tall, headless man-things whose necks taper to an antenna-point which receives commands from some unknown signal-source.
3
big, hateful rats which bear heavy, worm-filled boils.
4
infectious octopi that can wriggle beneath your skin and convert your muscle fibers into more of themselves.
5
fat saucers of fungoid flesh which hover about with an ululating whimper. They can swallow things of an improbable size.
6
great cats with grinning, eyeless faces, and toxin-leaking spines instead of fur.
D6
An expedition to these mountains of madness
1
was funded by crypto-Posadists in communist Albania. It went horribly wrong.
2
was launched by a tech billionaire & adrenaline junkie who thought Everest was for pussies. It went horribly wrong.
3
was put together by the Jesuit Order. It went horribly wrong.
4
was arranged by the occult department of the University
of St. Andrews, who believed that it was the location where their
relic-corpse of St. Andrew was washed ashore from. It went horribly
wrong.
5
is being organized by a new religious group called the
Brethren Stars - whose leaders were all born from donations to the same
sperm bank. It will go horribly wrong.
6
is being assembled by a militarized branch of NASA with
the mission to tame & colonize the unusual spaces of the Earth
rather than look among the stars. It will go horribly wrong.
D6
These mountains of madness bear ruins
1
of a temple complex constructed by an offshoot-species
of Rhynchippus, uplifted into sapience and manipulative dexterity by
ray-finned arachnoids from somewhere in the embrace of Cassiopeia. The
art and records of the complex indicate a shift from worship of the
arachnoids to a more existentialist faith recognizing a waning divinity
in their communities after their once-benefactors infected them with a
sterility-plague and left the planet.
2
that grow from their stone like mineral-vegetable
hybrids. Flickering holographic "ghosts" found in the ruins suggest the
ruins were grown by a species non-native to Earth, as they bear a
dizzying variety of forms with no resemblance to any Earthly life. Those
the "ghosts" pass through find themselves porous.
3
built by a culture of intelligent Xenarthrans sometime
around the mid-Eocene. The ruins are apparently the palace of a "sacred
king" type figure, constructed according to occult principles so that
when the exactingly-cultivated "sacred king" was sacrificed their mind
would be sent beyond the bounds of space-time.
4
of a last redoubt raised haphazardly by a species
anatomically resembling labyrinthodonts to survive some mass extinction
event which swept the planet several hundreds of millions of years ago,
yet is not reflected in fossil records or any other signs detectable by
human science.
5
built from the fossilized bones of an entire and as-yet
unknown sub-species of homo sapiens. It's unclear if the sub-species
built the ruins themselves.
6
assembled by a collective of fungal symbiotes that
arose in the wake of a mass-extinction, glutted to easy intelligence by
the abundance of rot. The original purpose of the complex seems to have
been to launch chunks of the Earth impregnated with spore-infused
embryos of the fungal symbiotes into space, on collision courses with
other planets deemed likely to bear life.
D6
In these mountains of madness is entombed
1
an old god and its cult - slithering, prolapsed things -
who've attained a sort of immortality by devouring & defecating out
each other.
2
a gateway of stable superheavy needles that sing in
energetic vibrations. The gateway leads to the Field of the
Ultra-Spectral Rays spoken of in Swedenborg's unpublished work The
Daughters of Wormwood, where the spiral winds descend from Nith, glutted
and open to negotiation.
3
a sorcerer from the modern day who hoped to use his
advanced knowledge together with his magic to conquer early agrarian
humanity - however a miscalculation saw him trapped in these mountains,
forced to enter a long period of hibernation to survive.
4
the vermiform Bgnghaa-Ythu-Yaddit, which torturously
bore the people of red vapour from their shrouded world within the
nebula Zlykariob before its doom. If unleashed, the people of red vapour
will attempt to optimize the Earth for caloric production, and restore
their vessel with a planet-consuming feast to take to the stars once
more.
5
the eggs of Glorious Echrr, which mutate those who touch them into that great one's children.
6
a living, borborygmus extrusion-portal leading to the
fabled Viscous Vortex of Sillhaa, wherein one can reshape their atomic
nucleii into new and imperishable forms, or else suffer a nigh-infinite
hellish implo-explosion into a conscious though powerless singularity.
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