The Jesk family inn.
A higly misunderstood flora.
Therianthropes? Lycanthropes? Animorphs? Homo-Zoological-Hybrid-Sapiens? Manimals? Take your pick.
As long as a hundred spears and longer, the weapon must be hoisted!
30 unique ships, for those times when you need one on the fly. The class or type of each ship is provided. Included are three odd ones from the pages of history.
Food of the gods.
After Buddha died, his shadow was still shown for centuries in a cave—a tremendous, gruesome shadow. God is dead; but given the way of man, there may still be caves for thousands of years in which his shadow will be shown. And we—we still have to vanquish his shadow, too.
A rare and localized school of contagion magic. An offshoot of Entwining.
Organs, Offal, and Viscera.
Gifts from the King! Given to those explorers and adventurers, his highness deems worthy of being commissioned to travel on his business, into the northern territories.
Beachcombing and coast-hugging, fantasy style. Animal, mineral, and vegetable. Sea-Junk. Flotsam and jetsam. Encounters and other oddities.
Bows, Arrows, Bolts, Braces and Quivers.
Scents of ages past and scents of the zeitgeist. A guild of perfumers.
*Sphhisshh* *Sphhissh* *Sphhissh*
They consumed Great G’bod. They partook of the Giant Slug’s flesh.
During certain years, people in Akgku claim to observe a green flame coming from the sea and erupting upward. It can be observed from a distance of two days’ journey or more. After burning for a considerable time, the flame disappears.
—Falklyde Wodinger, Haraconian scholar, in route to wondrous Udross and legendary Akgku.
Colossal Water Lilies
Space-Faring, Hard-Rocking, Metal-Grinding, Star-Tripping, Deathdealing, Dwarves.
Spare me your Epics!
Despair! Despair! The Dread Crow’s Glare!
"The Cetemi have a most curious custom that in their celebrations must all men don the garb of women and women... the garb of men, to the aim that none shall... know another." -An Account of Barbarian Lands, Lord Shakthur