As the paladin stripped what he could find from the foe that he had just killed, he did not know that the band of jade that he stripped from the body would do a warrior of Good like him not good at all and would weaken him just when he most needed his strength to fight evil.
Andrew Wells is a reluctant outlaw, and this former royal singer has become one of the most unlikely members that ever joined an outlaw band.
The warrior flung himself to one side as a huge toothy head leapt out of the pool in front of him, gnashed at him and then withdrew "What is that thing?"
"A Giant River Wyrm, and it’s a good thing that they sicken so quickly, or you would have been wyrm food."
Unkown to anybody but a handful of people, this pretender has taken over a superpower and is leading it into a disastrous war to serve the interests of his foul god, Ma-O, the Great Demon of the Ocean
The ring that the mugger stole seemed hardly worth the crime, until he put it on and it turned into a gold ring set with emeralds. It seemed to speak in his mind, telling him that it could change him too, if he would let it.
There were rumours spreading around the newspaper office about a "Press Gang" that would protect reporters. But only the owner and editor knew the true purpose of the Gang.
The Haracon Fire Stave can either be a fearsome tool of fire, able to incinerate it’s owner’s foes, or a very handy if heavy club.
It is said that the bite of a Manna Mosquito can turn someone with no magical power into a spellcaster, but few are willing to pay the price for such power.
Princess Helen of Grond is one of the most beautiful princesses on the planet…if, that is, you happen to be an Orc.
30 Cities with their teeming multitudes and famous landmarks.
With it’s ability to electrocute you with a magical bolt from it’s nose, mess with a Wandfish and you may well end up sleeping with the fishes.
Castle Strelock is well known from the crimson banners on the towers and the vines on it’s walls, and from the rumours and tales of the beautiful damsel trapped within it.
From the shadows sneak thirty secret agents, on the trail of top secret infomation.
As the tree sprouted from his chest, and the roots anchored his body to the ground, he wished as he died that he had not eaten the golden apple.
Thirty Lovers, walking hand in hand in moonlit groves, cuddling, kissing, and doing other, more private, romantic things…
The Icicle Sword is a powerful weapon of cold, but those who use it’s full powers almost allways pay with their lives.
The Spear of Light is a potent weapon, but those who steal it or do not treat it with the proper respect soon wish that it had never ended up in their hands.
In the summer there is a small stone jail for those who are caught breaking the rules of the Sorcery Springs Geyser Basin, but in winter they are imprisoned within the warm waters themselves. No bolts or bars are needed, the cold takes the place of prison walls.
This seemingly normal stake is potentially a lot more then it seems. Few people however can unlock it’s full powers, or would want to.
The famed Sigil Swords were a great help to the naval forces of those who served Big Red, and their magic would only serve their owners, much to the anger of the Admirals of the De Madden Company.
A wild species, vinus homophagus, more akin to sea-grape rather than the terrestrial variety, is not a monster despite its fanciful name. The grapes, a deep purple color when in bloom, and oozing dewdrops of perspiration, like the most prized and delectable of drinking wine grapes, do however deserve their moniker. Wine made from this fruit, is deadly to most humanoids, as is the raw berry if plucked and eaten from the vine. It is the unnatural chemical concoction found within the fruit’s tart skin, which gives the man-eating grape its name. The chemical stew found inside each berry, functions as a necrotic agent, the same as found in some species of venomous snakes.
The grapes literally eat their victims from the inside out, via cell death, melting and destroying the organs in quick succession.
The tribes of Pra-Oohk Crater, of the jungles of Ghlush are known to sell the fermented “wine” of this grape to merchants of distant lands. Sadly, the taste of the concoction is divine when first quaffed, and even worse, the man-eating grape wine will never detect as poisonous via mundane means, its horrid natures somehow masking all attempts. Luckily the man-eating grapes are extremely rare, and endemic to humid jungles.