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Feast your eyes on the Lore Codex of Ethnis—a maximalist sci-fantasy 1,800 years into the future, when alien occupation of Earth has become ancient history.   Ethnis is this Codex, two ongoing TTRPGs, a few publications, and several manuscripts in various stages of completion. It is also two authors, a crew, and a growing Discord community.   It's a place for strange ideas and interesting people.   It's a place for you, too, if the words above and the tags below catch your eye. Consider joining the community—there's a lot more to it than just Ethnis.

Feast your eyes on the Lore Codex of Ethnis—a maximalist sci-fantasy 1,800 years into the future, when alien occupation of Earth has become ancient history.

Ethnis is this Codex, two ongoing TTRPGs, a few publications, and several manuscripts in various stages of completion. It is also two authors, a crew, and a growing Discord community.

It's a place for strange ideas and interesting people.

It's a place for you, too, if the words above and the tags below catch your eye. Consider joining the community—there's a lot more to it than just Ethnis.


Space Opera • High Adventure • Mature Themes • Body Horror • LGBTQIA+ • Eroticism • Drugs • Philosophy • Romance • Politics • Magic • Faith • Identity • Biology • Architecture • Sci-Fi

How to Read Ethnis

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Read on, intrepid Explorer, and tell us what dreams come of your reading.


It's a Cycle.

Life and Death. Ecstasy and Agony. Love and Void. These are the elements of the Great Drama, this is the motion of The Wheel.

A stalwart crew explores distant, vivid planets, dancing with those poor folk rich of spirit and fighting against rich lords poor of morals. Their arrival staunches tyranny, their charity balms plight, and their presence brings peace. Are you with them?

There's a party in a golden palace where every guest is more distinguished than the next. They partake in writhing meals that morph through many properties as they cross your tongue. Chrome-skinned pleasureslaves with laughs like crystal bells weep amphetamine tears while they give their all to a swan-song performance before becoming dessert. Do you attend?

In a ramshackle church on a fringe planet a girl clings to a Somnolent sigil. She is whispering the Somme of Hope into its eye. Infernos full of cackling figures consume the horizon. Angels descend from heaven like a meteor shower in the night. Do you save her?

A band of marauders plate their ship with the carcasses of raided vessels. Their tech and crew is cobbled together from every Banner. Despite a cutthroat nature brotherhoods form among them. Can you claim the same?

Four minuscule notches on an infinite Wheel.

Empires are forged, rise, burn, and are devoured in the blink of an eye. The divide between mortal and god is minute and the two constantly wrestle with the fact. Those who place their chips play a high-stakes game, all who don't have their chips torn from their hands and played anyways.

Somewhere in all this is you.

 

Who are you?
What are you?
Why are you?

 

It's a Cycle.

 

There's a Wheel and it's spinning.

   

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