THE SCA ARCHIVE
The official archive of the Society of Creative Adventurers. Sorted, restored, and slowly coming back online.
I didn’t start the Society. I just found what was left of them.
The flyer said: “Build the Orb and the Society will find you.”
So I did.
When the Orb turned on, it started humming. Then printing things. Then assigning me dares.
And then one night, it gave me a title: Interim President-for-Life of the SCA.
I still don’t know what that means.
The next day, forty-seven shipping containers showed up outside my door.
They were labeled things like:
“Nautical Territories: Guides, Memorandums, Lawsuits, and Semi-Trusted Maps.”
Inside: scrolls, VHS tapes, apology notes, tax ledgers carved into stone. Ritual kits. Lost diagrams.Some were pristine. Others were packed during what looked like a panic.
I’ve been digging through them ever since.
That was the day the job began: sorting, cataloging, repairing, decoding, digitizing (and trying to make sense of what the hell this was.)
What it meant. Whether it was a prank, a test, or something sacred.
I’m acting as their last archivist now. Their reluctant historian. Maybe their editor.
And if I’m honest, I think I believe in it.
