Many is the thriving mine that has been brought to it’s knees by an infestation of Jewel Worms, resulting in cave-ins, loss of productivity and the threat of a major disaster if work continues.Miners fear these as much as pockets of poisonus gas or earthquakes,and with good reason.
Once the dead walked upon the Barrow-Downs and protected them and, to some extent, the nearby towns as well, for few dared to burgle or rob, let alone murder, by night when the wraiths stalked the streets, but then when an act of demon summoning went wrong, everything changed for the worse, and the Starsword was created to fight the forces of the dark.
One spellcaster cannot achieve very much, but many minds can. Like insects, spellcasters are at their most formidable when they are united.
The Armour of Arrogance would seem to be the answer to a coward’s prayer, but he or she normally ends up wishing that it had never been worn, for it exacts a price of it’s own that may be even worse then the price of cowardice.
Once a year, Father Olaf delivers presents to all the people of the world in one night.How does he do it? With the help of the Sleigh of the Storm, and the vital Shard of the Storm within it.
The Crown of the Storm brings great power to it’s wearers, but at a great cost…this can chage the weather but it also has a nasty habit of changing it’s wearer too.
This is the tale of how Princess Amber liberated Vallermoore from it’s mad Queen.
De Maddenville sprawls across a sixth of the island of Banhoesea, and was built when the De Madden Company was young, around a bay that provided a handy deepwater port for traders.
Barrowtown grew up in the area that was a Royal Necropolis.It was noticed that the wights would slay any criminals in their area, not just those that disturbed their barrows, and so traders and merchants came there and slowly the city improved.
During most of the year the nomads of the Bushlands wander in small groups, seeking pasture for their animals and food for themselves, over a vast area. But during the coldest three months of the year they come together for warmth and to trade with each other and pool supplies if things get really cold.
The City of Walkabout Creek is based within the only pass in the Mountians of Quartz. All around it is a sixty foot wall of solid but perfectly clear quartz.
Whilst it is part of Vandersil, because it brings in a lot of money in trade, Queen Yocasta is kind to her subjects and people can normally grumble without being executed for it.
Many priests take a vow of poverty-but not the priests and priestesses of Mammon. But that is to be expected.
The first sign of one of the Few is the glow that surrounds it.Most of the survivors of such encounters only saw the glow, for few can fight face to face with the Few and survive to tell the tale.
An aquatic spear made of shaped coral.
The Ducal Retainers of Urania who patrol the ever moving Twilight Zone, carry special swords that only they may legally carry.
They are beautiful in an icky fuzzy spider way.
It is massive and grey. It nearly blots out the sun as you approach. Soon it will be the last time you will see the horizon.
It is a good looking ring. It is handsome and worth quite a bit.
The Giant Mussel is probebly the only creature in the world that can, if you are not careful, lick you to death…
The old clock tower stands tall, but the bulk of the uppermost storey is crumbling and unsafe, with gaping cracks in the walls. The metal struts and girders supporting the great bronze bells are still intact, though, and the bells survive. The grotesque gargoyles and arabesques which decorated the original design have either fallen into the street (once or twice a year more bricks fall from the tower, prompting calls for its demolition) or have been defaced, but the main doors to the clock tower are still intact and show signs of being kept in working order. This is the home of The Captains, clad in raggedy clothes, with sooty faces, and perpetually runny noses. But behind each set of eyes is the look of a survivor. They live to stick together and make it through each day. Older than their years in many ways, the friendship they share with each other and Wims ghost keeps the core of a childs innocence and hope alive in each. But they are still very suspicious of outsiders. They are a group of street children who live in the clock tower. Some are orphans, some runaways, and some nomads who occasionally return to their homes. But they’re all poor, dirty and perpetually hungry, as well as being wily, unscrupulous and mischievous in a fairly brutal way. Enough of them have suffered at the hands of adults for all of them to be wary of any grown-ups, particularly ones who ask too many questions, although with hard work and a lot of food it might be possible to win the confidence or even the trust of a few of them.