Concept: “Face off against interdimensional horrors, a drug-fueled cult and their terrifying god, and the unrelenting predation of the Mutant Centipede Thing!” 
Content: Three new ways to die... in a hole.
Writing: A sculptor's nightmare world of rock, lead, slag, bronze, drugs, and intelligent sinusoidal waves. Grounded and moving surrealism.
Art/design: Dark, textured, and occasionally effervescent images of spectral manifestations.
Usability: Deep vertical shafts with helpful mini-maps add utility and visual suspense.  

Concept:  
“The heretics rise...
  

The Death Church of Wokath 

Blessed are the dead, for they shall inherit all! 

The Dismal Church of Nagla 

We forge our tradition in the spirit of our ancestors! 

The Flayed Church 

We bow to that which crawls!”

Content: Three heretical religions along with their followers, artifacts, seats of power, and teachings.
Writing: Three faiths enshrined in text. With histories and doctrines proving how fertile cults can spring forth from the infertile soil of a dying world.
Art/design: Design elements and illustrations mingle in rapturous heretical rites.
Usability: Visual and textual motifs allow for easy navigation between the faiths during play. 

Concept: “Mork Borg can be overwhelmingly nasty. Why not balance that with some beauty? And also add even more misery.”  
Content: New rules, eight classes, and an afterlife-spanning adventure. Also sports.
Writing: A meditation on duality. With a serious tone contained within all its dubious fragrance.
Art/design: A highly interactive and reversible design with upright and inverted text interleaved beautifully.
Usability: Designed for print. Flip the book. My condolences to page 5. 

Concept: “It's not only a box.” 
Content: It’s a sturdy box, with 6.25" x 9.25" x 2" of room. When you drop a d6 in it, terror happens.
Writing: Entire encounters, condensed on a lid. Full of flavor, and terror.
Art/design: Sharp illustrations, clean text, elegant drop table design.
Usability: Can hold things, so you can roll things. 

Concept: “Wash up alone or with other castaways to suffer cooperatively and make your own way with our unique Paths system for GM-less play.” 
Content: A solo-play supplement for Castaway, with oracles and tools for daily life and strange encounters on a desolate island.
Writing: New mechanics for solo play that capture the grinding and haunting decline of the original.
Art/design: A desolate, ink-splattered, pastel hellscapes of desperate and wild beauty.
Usability: Castaway – now playable on your own deserted island. 

Concept: “Turn anything your heart desires into a Compatible with MÖRK BORG product! Candles! Soda! Soda Candles! Bags of Salt! Dish rags! Piles of dogshit!"
Content: Stickers.
Writing: A generic version of the legal text and the (optional) “compatible with” logo.
Art/design: Yellow sticker, black font, bloody skulls.
Usability: Place (ir)responsibly. 

Concept: “A wild ride through desolation and back again.”
Content: Hellish machinations and their pilots, Angels of Sin and sigils carved in flesh, adventures in “the broken earth”.
Writing: Apocalyptic in both scope and tone. Sweeping. Violent. Occasionally biblical.
Art/design: A frenetic collage style recontextualizes public domain imagery into a tortured reality. Rules organized in a distressed newspaper layout.
Usability: Stylized language may require the occasional divine inspiration.

Concept: “Literal shitpost”
Content: A toilet with paper on it. Not that kind. The one with the legal text.
Writing: Aggressively sarcastic.
Art/design: Practically unreadable.
Usability: For shit-takes. Specifically, Walton’s. 

Concept: “From the darkness, they emerged. Of the darkness, they are made.” 
Content: The aforementioned fiends and related diseases, parasites, and tables.
Writing: Themes of infection, subversion, and infestation tie this book of beasts.
Art/design: A mmutilated mashup of tortured illustrations in a stylized but effective layout.
Usability: Rules and description separated and identifiable for ease of reference. 

Concept: “Brewed by twice-dead druug monks in dank Grift chambers. Imbibed only at funerals or heretical sacrificial rituals.”
Content: A Mörk Borg Smoked Stout as black as Nechrubel’s heart.

Writing: Gritty as Gravöl

Art/design: Dark, bold, graven, heretical.

Usability: Stjørdal and Gotlandsdricka malts, foraged juniper, all run through a traditional Kuurna. Available in Cognition's taproom in Ishpeming, MI. Worth a trip.

Concept: "A custom-printed USB flash drive loaded with free third-party Mörk Borg PDFs by Philip Reed."
Content: A 1 GB Flash Drive, pre-loaded with Philip Reed's Mörk Borg content. 
Writing: An excellent title on a convenient flash drive. *complete with legal text
Art/design: A nostalgic cassette format that feels like a Mörk Borg mix tape.
Usability: Thin profile that could easily fit into a wallet or bag.

“The characters venture into the depths of the venerable Manor, attempt to steal treasure, uncover its dark secrets, and kill a lot of monkeys along the way.”

Concept: “First Mug in ELMB.”
Content: Rules for drinking bitter bean water from a cursed vessel
Writing: A simple, straightforward paragraph describing mechanics
Art/design: Yellow on black for easy readability; the illustration recalls Lord Byron
Usability: Blurs the line between game and meta, but doubles as an actual coffee mug. Clever clever.

Concept: “We agreed to make this happen, and things were quickly descending into madness.”  
Content: “19 MINIATURES + a pile of crap”
Writing: Probably needed to occur to make such delicious sculpts happen.
Art/Design: Deviously Dynamic. Disturbingly detailed. 
Usability: Soak in dish-soap overnight. Scrub. Remove any flash. Use instant glue. Misery.  

Concept: “Add even more misery to your Mondays with this original design by Johan Nohr. And while you’re at it, make sure to follow the Cannibal Curator for weekly rundowns of brand-new Mörk Borg content.”
Content: Mörk Borg Monday, but shirt.
Writing: Not compliant with the Mörk Borg 3rd Party License.
Art/design: Johan Nohr.
Usability: It covers your back, chest, and shoulders—in misery.