The empty shrines of a god so old, all but his name is forgotten.
Known as the Plateau of Dread, the desert where the civilization of the Thauns once shimmered is now a wasteland battled over by immortal tyrants.
Within a palace that is also a prison, Muggar the White Despiser wages war against the light, seeking to make all mortals his slaves.
Of old, this city was the home of a coven of the Sarkukai, foul devotees of Sarku, Lord of Worms, the God of Rising From The Grave. Though they were driven out, the city remains tainted by the memory of that ghastly cult.
The Wordfishes of Hloth, known also as the Sshpah, are strange composite-minds of the Hlothian jungles.
The famous chronicle of Laaman of Dreva, this is a comprehensive history of the wars against the Taxians in the Great Southern Conflict.
Known in these times as shalgiel, these beings were guardians created through ancient magic for purposes which are now forgotten.
Unleashed from the high white temples of Hosok in massive swarms, the Handvermin are among the lowliest and most disgusting of the children of the Hand That Sees
These ghastly beings are corrupted to do the bidding of Hosok, The Hand That Sees
This blade is one of the fabled Fatal Swords of antiquity, the metal of the blade folded one-million times.
The heroes storm the Temple of R’gu, the God From The Stars, to steal the Ruby of the Winged Master
Aher Wolfhound, called Wolfhound The Historian, a man crushed by the weight of the world’s cruelty
The Great King long ago ceased attempting to police the wastelands of his Border Marches, and these debatable lands fell into the hands of petty counts, retired generals, and warlords, who constructed and then abandoned many keeps ripe for plunder.
The Yughort were the fathers of the steppe civilizations, rulers of the first nomadic empire of the plains. Their signs can still be found, including their conical burial towers.
The Median forked dagger, a weapon evolved out of hunter’s tools, found almost exclusively in northeastern Media.
Malignant entities, these beings have existed in unlife for so long that they have forgotten what it means to be mortal.
The heroes encounter prisoner-slaves and their masters
Hideous creatures, they stand motionless and filled with intense sorrow at their existence.
Buzurivambavas is Bastard Demonspeak, and comes from the true Demonspeak bzhuu’vhambv’s, which means “carrying and crawling one”, or “one that carries and crawls”. They are a subtle kind of demon, and do not exhibit the terrible rage and bloodthirst of some other demons.
Splendid Reverse Worker seems to be manifested ill luck. In its presence everything seems to go wrong- mirrors and glasses shatter, animals fall ill and are injured, tempers flare and depression looms, metal rusts, and a general environment of pure Murphy’s Law occurs.
AutoMedon – A mechanical poet of renown not for his vast catalog of poetry, but for his complete lack of anything written or spoken, having had no output in his programmed profession. His creator is unknown or at least unaccredited, and there are those in great number in the artistic world who wonder and marvel at his inability to produce poetry, crediting that flaw to his creator who is unknown or at least un-credited. There is also a small faction of scholars who believe that when he finally, finally speaks, it will be the most beautiful or sorrowful verse ever spoke or will ever be spoken. Whether his creator is among either group or dead is unknown. AutoMedon sits alone under a tin roofed enclosure, upon a stone chair, with his gaze off in the distant as if thinking.
“It’s strange to look at this mechanical man and think what thoughts are working through its’ workings or even if the damn thing is” – Aralis of Qurim, poet and pottery salesman