The great magics of the past have become the great cars of the present.
A strange mask containing a merciless demon, a parasite on those around it.
A sword containing the mind of a legendary general, and very picky who may wield it.
"Get me the sugar!" called Jack's wife. His heart skipped a beat as he stood before the cabinet. Holding his breath, he slowly opened it.... Dangit! A baby!
I know a guy who says he found a tower in the woods and saw a man fall out the window - straight up!
Did you ever wonder where the moon comes from?
That very special day when the people try to use up all of the most horrible deaths for the coming year.
So, Lord and Lady Brennan definitely must sit together, but not too close to either of the Fletchers. General Schneider will cause a scene if he gets stuck next to one of those "brownnosed royalists," but his wife will be upset if she isn't next to one of the king's confidantes. I think we'll have to do it this way....
A handful of tables for randomly generating a colorful history for castles and other fortresses.
Or, 30 Ways for Mad Science to go Delightfully Awry
"Mad you call me? Every great mind is mad, and I would see the whole world great...."
-the Miskatonian, to one of his more talkative captives
The Interstellar Highway of the Galaxy
A highly modular suit of power armor.
Because someone must come up with new ways to kill.
Fearsome horsemen from the plains, they raid, trade, and run.
Candles aren’t just for lighting, anymore.
He is the master of more than just the piemakers.
One of the Piemaster’s most devilish associates.
Because the Mind is a Muscle, too.
Sort of a collaborative effort to create a world for the Citadel.
A magic speaking sword of great power-which is also a racist, obnoxious and unpleasent, so much so that those who carry it often *gag* the hilt of it, the taking part, with cloth to shut it up.