Practical wizards were rare in those days. Known magicians could be counted on one hand.
Outtakes from the duo's many travels beyond the Polished Sea, cataloging some of the stranger creatures they encountered.
Two rival wizards. You can guess what happens. Yes, one flays the other naturally, but is interrupted half-way through the skinning ritual...
The bow is a highly intelligent weapon, with memories and plans. The wielder of the bow is a brainless zombie, who is still perfectly capable of wielding the weapon. Together, they're an NPC.
Some field notes on Trolls, courtesy of T.H.I.S.
A short tale about a shovel, a spade, and two trowels
From the same school of thought as, "Hey GM, which book did I just randomly pull from the shelf of the wizards' library?" No plot hooks here, just flavor additions.
Six gruesome blades forged from dwarven blood in the pits of ancient bol-Pakash. Six knives the dwarves wish never existed.
side-quest-ish and open-ended to be sure.
Pavise: a full-body concave shield used to by medieval archers as defensive walls while reloading.
Pavisade: archaic term. a row of shields hung on the side of a ship to protect it at war and discourage boarding by enemies
Pets mind you. Not exotic monster companions. No saddled dire-boars to be found here. No purple worm caravans.
Looking for Dwarven proverbs, sayings, euphemisms, quotes, and anecdotes? We are too! Please help the fledgling Dwarven Guild in its infancy stages! Looking to make a list of 101+ with the help of our beardless brethren!
Madmen, Riddles, and Worms
A recently re-discovered odd treatise
Somewhere in the endless deserts of Iuhai, Daazan the Iron Gate and Utheleii the lovelorn Earth Elemental wait for time to end.
The Road to the Hundred Angels
Viva la Musca!
30+ slightly-off or downright demented flies for your campaign.
Inspired by # 16 on Cheka's 30 Lizard-man Gifts in-work and Coley's Chart of O' Bashing Death. A gift from the lizard-men. A pet crocodile, as loyal as a dog.
Save/Help the Halflings! They offer rewards. Material and otherwise.
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.