There May be Some Turbulence…
The year is 3095. Ten years after the Jihad, peace has finally reached most of the Inner Sphere. Within the newly created Republic of the Sphere, the post-war drawdowns have made industry of disarmament. But even here, not every mission goes smoothly—for, sometimes, the universe itself has its own agenda!
BattleTech Adventures: Empires... [click here for more]
I Think I Feel a Song Coming On!
ComStar lied! (We know: Big shock!) They said they checked out this distant rimward nebula, which ancient charts called “California” for some reason. Perhaps because someone in IE’s corporate mishmash of a leadership didn’t trust them—or more likely because they forgot that there even was a report... [click here for more]
A World Gone Black…
The year is 3072. The fires of the Word of Blake’s Jihad threaten to consume the Inner Sphere. On the borders of Capellan space, the vital world of Necromo has suddenly gone silent, perhaps the victim of a Blakist strike. But what could hit such a busy and well-defended planet so hard that even the Chancellor’s best would fail to call for help?... [click here for more]
“A Million to One,” They Said…
The year is 3138. Behind the walls of the “Fortress”, the stormy world of Bryant remains cut off from interstellar communications, apparently ignored by the rest of the Republic of the Sphere. Just as the usual cycle of continent-spanning “hypercanes” gives way to a pleasant, crop-friendly Calm Season in the... [click here for more]
The screech of steel meeting steel, the rattle of gunfire, and the pungent reek of gasoline fills the air as mechanical monstrosities battle across a rural horizon of rolling rocky hills, quaint farmsteads and horse-drawn carts...
Meanwhile, the cities are technological wonders: vast skyscrapers tower over sparkling city streets as hovering public trams rattle through overflowing shopping districts... [click here for more]
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