I recently joined the Stone Blade Entertainment team to develop lore, world-building, and original characters for SolForge Fusion, launched October of 2022! It's so much fun to explore this vivid, incredible world of adventure, danger, and magic! Aside from enjoying the awesome cards and beautiful art of the game as a player, I'm developing lore, flavor-text, original characters, as well as some more secrets yet to be shared! With every new official tournament, more is added to Solis's complex, exciting story. As a player's unique deck shapes the battle, I illuminate their  toughest battles and incredible victories with short, written "cut scenes."

Want to know more? Check out the details below and grab a deck of your own.

SolForge Fusion is a hybrid deck game from the creators of Magic: The Gathering and Ascension Deck Building Game. Algorithmically-generated half-decks uniquely printed just for you. Fuse your decks together and explore an endless array of strategies. Level up your cards and overwhelm your foes!

With tens of thousands of possible cards in the first set alone, part of the fun of SolForge is collecting unique decks and sharing them with the community! Each deck comes with a unique QR code you can use to scan and add that deck into your online collection. Decks in your collection can be used to register for tournaments and other community events.

 See you on the battlefield!

deck stories

ashes : Tempys vs nekrium

The Storming Reeves, GenCon, 2022
Corpses littered the mountainside, bones, and scraps of battle-wrent flesh jutting from the scree. Sunder’s distant rally cry echoed across the peaks, and the elementalist dragged himself to his feet. With every salvo, their numbers dwindled further, flashes of green and gold piercing the night.

SPIKE : Alloyin Warrior Lito

Hackers of Buying and Switching, GenCon, 2022
Blood splattered across Lito’s acrylic faceshield. She let out a feral whoop, wrenching her blade from the corpse at her feet. Another lunge and the weapon squelched into the meat of some blubberous, heaving thing. The air above the battlefield was a crimson mist. A bellow echoed across the battlefield.

Life in the Cold : Tempys Scoutmaster Faldorak

The Reducing Impression Kings, GenCon, 2022
Korok had called upon his best to find allies against the shadow growing beyond the mountains. And he would see this mission through. The biting east wind left frost-kisses across his cheeks, turning the knots and beads in his beard into icicles. But Shoba was right. Any longer and the storm would claim them, no matter which path they took.

Pox Uterra : Ranger Klef

The Ninth Looking Wisemen, GenCon, 2022
Mycelium pulses guided the group through narrowing corridors to a thin stone bridge. Ranger Klef paused, hand raised for silence. Eerie singing arose from below. They motioned for their patrol-pack to ready grappling gear, but the stone beneath shuddered.

Oak and Bone : Assassin Sorissa 

The Curators of Tiring vs Contingent of Cobra and Adapting, PAX, 2022
Electricity split the air as Sorissa dashed between Cercee’s explosive dreadbolts. Just because you stitch us back together doesn’t mean we’re all eager to die, milady! Ahead, Oros’s twisted, living branches writhed across the battlefield, an impenetrable wall of wood and vine.

THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE : KINDRED HESHNE

The Sleepy Shardclaw Men, PAX, 2022
Kindred Heshne staggered through the blizzard, hands and feet unfeeling blocks. Wind screamed above, and even if Heshne could speak, his cries for help would never carry over the storm. Still, he must tell Nova what he had seen: her magic—and that of the other Forgeborn—was not the only power at play. The Blight was here; he could see its black tendrils within the ice.

Bring out Your Dead : Blight Witch Kreesti

The Assassins Who Became Troupe, Fuse Fest, 2023
​Bitter winds screamed through the crags, as merciless as Cercee herself. The Nekrium queen perched atop a spindly tower overlooking the outpost. It was a sprawling, untidy place, ringed by permafrost and a palisade of broken long bones. Pennants of clinging sinew whipped in the wind. Cercee focused her gaze on the oblivion mountains that defined the horizon.

Rust Moon Rising : Forgeborn Sunder

The Writers of Advanced Psyche, PAX, 2022
​The stench of decay and sizzling skin hung over the battlefield. Sunder broke into a run, each bootfall melting into the glacier’s surface. Visions had led them to the glacial north, visions she and Korok had shared, but Sunder knew the Moon truly called to only her. “Fall back!” Her Spellknight shouted, motioning for them to regroup.

In Shambles : Shambler Patalis

The Escorts of Doomed Vice, Fuse Fest, 2023
​Patalis awakened to putrefaction. They lurched upright, taking dissociated stock of borrowed bones and pilfered limbs, before shambling into the fray. Patalis ducked beneath a green bolt of magic, grimacing at the waft of burnt hair that followed. The Darkhearts were closing in, weaving an epidemic spell. These enemy sorcerers were of no concern.​

Hello Darkness : Adept Konno

The Toxic Curing Ire Khans, Fuse Fest, 2023
​Clouds of spores and smoke choked the air. Uterran Adept Konno folded his cloak over his face as he trudged through the ash-blackened snow. Already, he could feel the itch in his Druidic powers that heralded the encroaching Steward’s Blight. Tears leaked down his wrinkled face, tears from smoke burn, tears from heartache.​

Nurturing the Taro's Lethal Splendor

The Vanishing Acrobatic Bailiffs  Fuse Fest, 2023
​Decay sweetened the battlefield. A cold iron cage contained the ravenous taro, but nothing could check its instinct to consume. Enzymes coated its surface as the scent of blood and bone wafted across the thawing earth. A skeleton swung down from the cart, which was hauling the menagerie of creatures awaiting their chance at bloodshed. The taro’s vines writhed with anticipation. A lock clicked open, the cage door swung, and the taro tumbled free.
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Forging Destiny: Crux Cobalt

Crux Cobalt, Origin Story Tournament, 2023
​Bitter wind drove Crux to his metal knees as the ice picks, currently equipped on his upper two arms, dug deeper into the frozen ridgeline."Target at 1025 paces and counting," his scanner readout indicated, revealing a bright beacon of magic emanating from the distant mountain pass. Despite the seemingly infinitesimal progress across the snow-swathed landscape, Crux sensed that he was drawing near.