Tania Herrero

Tania Herrero

@thebreadwyrm.bsky.social

Spanish artist baking TTRPG content. She/her. Now with more ENNIES. fomoria.com thebreadwyrm.com Mail: thebreadwyrm@gmail.com Itchio: https://tania-herrero.itch.io/ Working on: MÖRK BORG Spanish Edition Fomoria TTRPG

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What a beast of a book we're making! Have a look at some new spreads and, if you like what you see, please do share and visit Fomoria's preorder store! fomoria.backerkit.com/hosted_preor...

Johan Nohr@nohr.se

I and @thebreadwyrm.bsky.social are both hard at work on Fomoria, and so far, we have no reason to fear a delay (famous last words). It's gonna be a BIG book! Have some new spreads! The Kickstarter campaign is over, but you can still pre-order Fomoria here: fomoria.backerkit.com/hosted_preor...

Grab any book in my store, get The Omens October Brings for free! thebreadwyrm.com Only until October 30th or until I run out of them, whatever happens first. No need to use a code or anything else. Just make an order with a book and I'll drop Omens for you as well.

Dragons in Fomoria are failures in the world's design, and each hungers for one thing. Yovash is but a gaping mouth filled with teeth that move like fingers. It devours whatever falls into its maw, all slowly becoming part of its massive, protean insides. It hungers for kings. fomoria.com

Pelagic stalkers move low to the ground, like starving amphibian mongrels. They like to hide in the mud, covered in algae, waiting near the shores of subterranean pools and seas. They prefer their flesh softened by water and rot. They always attack in pairs. fomoria.com #fomoria #ttrpg

Branded Knights are Pyrebrood's chosen martyrs, bathed in ritual fire until their armor melts into their skin. They can’t speak, they cannot remove the steel, but they make those who embrace corruption scream. fomoria.com #fomoria #ttrpg

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WAX MASTERS. Their rituals once brought hope to the darkest corners. Now they are walking altars covered with melted wax and stolen flame, multiple pale arms reaching out as if they were still reciting their oaths and rallying their brothers. Art I made of one of Tania's many Fomoria horrors.

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N'oubliez pas votre RDV JDR horrifique de ce soir ! A 21h, on vous fait découvrir le Jeu de Rôle "FOMORIA" ! Un banger, pas encore sorti ! PS : on sera en costume et maquillage... à ne pas manquer !

The wandering flotilla-Shrine of Oldra bargained with the Frostmaiden, hunting down other Eldritch of flame and imprisoning them into the figureheads of their vessels to sail the frozen plains. Some say there's a gulch in the earth where flames are still burning with wrath and crave vengeance.

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Non-EU designers/publishers in the MB/CB space, hit me up if you want to find a way around this BS. Pit Trap Shop is the official EU store for Forbidden Psalm, it could be that for more people. A single €5 for a pallet is better than hundreds of €5 for small parcels.

Eryk@peregrinecoast.press

Heads up to everyone who sells to the EU: from November 1st, the EU is introducing a new €2 customs handling fee per customs line, on top of the €3 duty fee that came in a couple of months ago. Each item will now cost a flat €5 before we even get into VAT!

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"The Darkness watches. It lies and hides unspeakable things. It is the pause between breaths, the thing you almost see when the light flickers. It has touched your name before you were born, and it will whisper it when it takes you." Art for Fomoria

Wyrms roost on high cavern vaults. Gray and sightless, tails ending in hooked stingers, wings like stretched claws, better at tearing and digging than at flying. They hunt reading echoes, mapping entire areas in seconds with their clicks. fomoria.com #fomoria #ttrpg

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"We could only fit so much ass in the whole book, and it's all going into one place" Fomoria is gonna be spectacular.

What dwells below these blackened roots? Beneath the patient stone, where the insidious Darkness grows hungry and thick? There are depths no trembling light has ever wounded. There are old things down there that have never needed names. fomoria.com #fomoria #ttrpg

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Shout-out to @thebreadwyrm.bsky.social for letting us use The White Horse of Lowvale to discuss using system agnostic adventures for #Daggerheart! Fun read and SICK art!

The Welsh DM@thewelshdm.bsky.social

Daggerheart to Heart Episode 17: System Agnostic Adventures in Daggerheart youtu.be/Rp29kc-yMRo?...

My cat ate my webcam's cable. Now, he ate my headset's microphone. I belive he wants to silence me, but he still didn't figure out how to destroy my keyboard. At least he is not plotting to kill me in my sleep. Right?

The Andrisam are known to have nested among smoke from coals of Wyrd, their young awash in it. To this day, the heat remains in their lungs, fueled by burning the hushed words waiting within. It’s claimed they even temper their own skin by the flame, listening for obscure whispers in the sizzle.

Your ancestors never walked the Surface. The Sun holds no place in your history. Severed you from your colony, you cannot return to your kind, yet living among the Folk will never make you one of them. Silkren will be a playable non-Folk option in Wyrd and Ruin zine! Preorder it at fomoria.com

They are one. Hounds and swine and horned shapes and fanged things. The Brood of Urges is instinct given shape. Where it roams, beasts devour their weakest young and Folk feel itches in their blood. It will only bargain with those who accept what persists deep within their blood.

The Barrow Keeper is a guardian of what remains and the memories it held. Bones carry remembrances that feed the earth and the stone. They transform into sacred relics. They must not be disturbed. Would you dare steal from the dead? Think twice. She may be watching. fomoria.com

Super fun collab with @nohr.se for Fomoria's corebook bestiary!

Johan Nohr@nohr.se

"A faint, pulsing light flickers in the fog. A few feet above the ground, distant and low. Then, as it approaches, there’s the slow grind of rusted metal limbs, like something dragging itself across mud and earth." Collaborative art piece by @thebreadwyrm.bsky.social and me for Fomoria.