hate when you find a lake or creek or island with a cool name on google maps and you look up the story behind the name and it’s something like “Man-Eating Megascorpion Island was named by the explorer who discovered it in 1832, after his aunt, Susan Man-Eating Megascorpion”
Eldritch Friends 3: Chaos
Introducing Sleeth, and her commitment to TRUE unexpected chaos, and Velayn-uul, who loves his rock sculptures.. and is a bit bewildered by Sleeth’s style.
There’s always beings who “revel in chaos” in the eldritch horror genre, but do they really? I think writers avoid the fact that if a being were TRULY committed to disorder, they’d occasionally be very nice for no reason.


















