Fear ye not the sorcerer’s might / for ye be wreathed in Baunumdraung’s light!
Scale and bone and tooth and claw,
All are symbols of His law
Mourn not the fallen, sick, or weak,
They are His to claim and His to keep!
"How did you lose your arm?"
"Well you see, I fought this one bloke with a bizarre sword…"
Not named for an resident beast, but for the multitude of winding, mazelike passages fraught with danger.
Of all the threats space travelers may face, few are as difficult to predict as Gamma Goblins.
Just as every religion has a unique emblem, so to do they have unique equipment that their more adventurous members make use of. These are some of those items.
One of the few cities in the world where the ability to swim is more than just recommended.
"RUN! HE’S DANCING THE MAMBO!"
-The last thoughts of an adventurer who crossed a Spelldancer.
"Never seen anything like it before. Two strikes, and the room was awash in blood."
"After being to the Bramblefens, blackberry thorns just seem kinda cute!"
"We, who carry the weight of an empire. We, who break our backs that others might rest easily! We, who will be slaves no longer! Rise, my friends! Rise against the injustices done to you!"
It’s amazing what a huge amount of strain can do to somebody, what it can cause them to become.
If Akoro existed anywhere but in the depths of hell, it would have torn itself apart centuries ago.
"Did a BEAR just jump out of that mans backpack?!?"
"Yes sir, I believe it did."
"Men? They send men to repel us? Humans…"
Who said Medusa are evil?
The twin goddesses of the Medusan race, Gethserath and Amarane.
What the… since when could it do THAT?
Buttons, how could you?
Come one, come all to the greatest show in the world!
Forsht Bligo is a dwarf who loves the taste of blood. He's become quite the connoisseur over the years. Pigs blood, sheeps blood, cow's blood, if it's red and warm, Forsht considers it a delicacy. The fresher and hotter the better. Forsht will often sneak up on cattle, prick them with his dagger, and catch the flowing blood in his orc-skull drinking cup. His life goal is to taste the blood of every living animal. Although he has not yet sampled humanoid blood, he is not averse to doing so if the right opportunity presents itself. He is not particularly unpleasant if approached and can be easily befriended. Its just that he simply can't get enough of the "Juice of Life", as he calls it. Forsht's troubles come in the form of frightened and angry villagers who have proclaimed the misunderstood dwarf a vampire. Since Forsht is amused by this, he does little to dissuade anyone. This will lead to some dicey situations for Forsht in the near future.