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efore the three of us approached Thor, the so-called god of thunder and Mythic Norden’s
mightiest warrior. He rode in his chariot down from atop the crackling clouds, his eyes
fixed on us as he grew ever closer. Between him and us was a host of einherjar, warriors long
dead and favored by the gods to live forever as the their foot soldiers.
I would pity them, if they weren’t abominations.
Thousands of feet rushing at us rivaled sounds of thunder. My young comrade Beatrice
sprinted ahead to meet them, her horse whining and neighing. As she leapt in the air, Beatrice
grabbed the horse’s neck and flipped herself over, arcing the beast over her body like a war
hammer. When they landed, her steed broke the dead army’s formation and shook the very
earth beneath us all. The land cracked, making a spider’s web of chasms, with her at the center.
Some of the einherjar fell to their final death. A good start.
“Cute,” Rashid chuckled, and he sauntered toward the horde. His hands were ablaze. He
raised them in the air, as though he was pushing up an immense weight. The earth, weakened
by Beatrice’s blow, cracked around the battlefield. The hot blood of the world spewed forth
from the hot bowels below. Rashid weaved his hands about, and the geysers of molten death
did his bidding, pouring all over the undead fools and spraying Thor’s massive demon-goats.
The goats reared up. Thor shouted in pain, for he could feel every blow we made against his
thralls. Light burst from his mouth and filled the sky with lightning, that then came down to
earth and shot through us all. Rashid and I were knocked back. Beatrice stood her ground.
I got up on one knee and wiped my brow. Blood. I laughed as I summoned my Book.
The giant Tome of Life and Death hovered before me and flipped open to a blank page. I used
my own blood to write “On this day, the Myth of Thor was no more.”
The god of thunder coughed blood and godly bile as he fell from his chariot in the sky. The
moment was still.
Then he got up and charged us, wielding his legendary hammer.
Let this futile charge come, oh warrior of Norden. When the skalds sing of your Ending, this will
only make the song grander, motherfucker.
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This is the final, free-to-the-public edition of
Mythender.
It’s the culmination of five years
of learning how to be a game designer, writer, and producer, as well as five years of thinking
about how to do batshit-awesome action in games.
I owe a great debt to my friends and colleagues, my several dozen playtesters, and the
hundreds of generous people who gave to the Random Kindness Bundle charity project.
You all are the reason this book exists. (For more on that, see the back of the book.)
This book is released under a Creative Commons license, so you can fold, spindle, and
mutilate to your Heart’s content. You’ll also find additional resources at
MythenderRPG.com:
playsheets, pre-made characters, monsters, and more Mythic Worlds.
If you play
Mythender,
drop by the site! I’d love to hear from you.
Be awesome, be frightening, and bow before no one,
—Ryan Macklin
Version 1.04 — Final Edition
October 12th, 2013
Winner of the 2012 Indie RPG Award for Best Free Game
Credits
Game design, writing:
Ryan Macklin
| ryanmacklin.com
Editing:
Josh Roby
| joshroby.com
Cover art:
Carlo Tartaglia
| mysteriouspath.com
Interior art:
Ryan Macklin,
sourced from public domain art
Art consultation:
Anna Kreider
| browserbeware.com
Johnstone Metzger
| redboxvancouver.wordpress.com
Layout:
Ryan Macklin,
with the help of several friends (notably
Adam Jury
and
Daniel Solis)
Playsheet layout:
Fred Hicks
(initial),
John Harper
(modifications),
Ryan Macklin
(further
modifications)
Mythender
© 2013 Ryan Macklin.
The text of this book (from pages 1–13 and 15–260) is released under a Creative Commons
Attribution-NonCommercial 3.0 Unported license. For the text of the license, visit:
creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/3.0/
If you love fonts more than oxygen, I used: Windlass (titles), Minion MM (body),
Handwriting-Dakota (handwriting), Charlemange Std (the ampersands in the titles).
For more information, please visit MythenderRPG.com
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What is Mythender?
About this Game
How to Use this Book
Metal & Drama
The Mythic Worlds
Mythenders: Archons of Destruction
Powers & Strengths
Burdens & Limitations
Game Terminology
A Word from Wil Wheaton
What you Need to Play
Players & Characters
Dice & Tokens
Mythender Playsheets
Mythender Persona Sheets
Myth Playsheets
Bonds Sheet
Blight Cards & Other Things
Creating Your Mythender
Creating Your Mythender
Choosing your Heart, Past & Fate
Forging Your Weapons
Damning Your Mythender
Bonding to the Others
Finishing Up
Mythender Hearts
Warrior
Crusader
Commander
Bearer
Tempest
Loremaster
Making New Hearts
Mythender Pasts
Noble
Child
Mourner
Apostate
Exile
Abomination
Making New Pasts
Mythender Fates
God of Judgment
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