Story Starters

During the week before the full moon, the werewolves come together in an abandoned part of town to chant to their mistress. Unknown to the beasts, The John Culling Society uses the events to tag werewolves and track their movements.
#ChantAtTheMoonDay

My local witchy store was hosting a spell book building day and teaching everyone the lost arts of papermaking and calligraphy. I saw a few accidental runes of power being drawn.
#WorldCalligraphyDay

I was there when the first glasses of Prosecco were poured. The Roman women drank it liberally claiming it gave them long life. I think they drank it to ward off the advances of Roman men — boring sods.
#NationalProseccoDay

To scare youngling elves, their parents tell tales of the human Milkman. He travels to human homes with fresh milk and traps any elves foolish enough to be there. He puts them in a huge redblude dungeon never to be seen again.
#MilkmanDay

Leprechauns and their face masks. Each family embellishes their masks in the family style and presents the lucky Leprechaun child with the mask upon on their coming of age day. Every mask enhances their connection to the deep magic of family.
#NationalFaceMaskDay

I awoke with an uneasy feeling — like the one you get right before a big storm. Walking to the side of the boat with my spyglass, I saw the flashes at the top of the skyscrapper — the one where Weed was meeting the Greensward Elves. I yelled to Gingersnap to grab the rifle and prayed to Mother Ocean that Weed could get to us.
#SkyscraperAppreciationDay

Miuna was wearing a special piece of jewelry today. She said it has been passed from mother to daughter for generations and was originally given as a wedding gift from Mother Ocean herself.
#WearYourMothersJewelryDay

All these streaking stars are bad portents. I was invited to a parley with the Greensward Elves. They’ve never bothered with me before. I despise them. As long as there is elven made wine, why not?
#SleepUnderTheStarsNight

There’s a hidden way-portal in a lighthouse in the place the humans call Florida. It leads to the treasure vaults of old Atlantis.
#NationalLighthouseDay #ttrpg #urbanfantasy #untroddenways

Lochlin and my town’s only psychic have been regularly meeting behind my back. The old psychic and I haven’t gotten along since I was a kid and got caught trespassing on his property while fishing.
#PsychicDay #ttrpg #urbanfantasy #untroddenways