Once a year, and each year in a different place, the wandering bazaar and social gala that is the Thieves Convention is held. Invitations Only!
"A-Wan, A-Wan, A-Wan". Awanggis is an unassuming place blessed with good clean water from a subterranean source.
Torture…pure and simple.
Before there was the National Enquirer, there was Kaboo.
E’Scatonia’s demon-wrought strongbox held her favorite things.
Got a good joke to tell?
Yazzard hasn’t been the same since getting struck by lightning. Neither has his cloak.
Destroyer of Dynasties, Killer of Kings, Bane of Broods, Curse of the Ruling Elite!
Come visit Qacha’s Neck. Home of the Worlds Oldest Cat
Along the sluggish Vanne River, the banks are lined with thick stands of tall bulrushes. These areas of wetland are considered ill-omened by the locals, for they hide the skeletal remains of thousands of grazing animals, washed downriver in a terrible flood decades before.
Adding to the uncanny reputation of the place is the occasional undead cow or goat that lurks there. The product of a necromancer's experiments some years before, these relatively harmless undead wander the area at night, startling livestock as they attempt to graze with them.