The Broan, an enigmatic, amphibious species of unknown origin, that lives in the salt-water marshes to the east of Locastus.
The various intelligent species that inhabit Locastus, City of Mirrors.
A quintessential seedy dive, catering to the lowest of the low, but harbouring a few nasty secrets
Bringer of Oblivion, Reliever of Pain and Devourer of Souls - The Red Honey is the most popular narcoticum in Locastus, city of Mirrors
The giants of the Thunderheads
The headquarters of the WhoresÃ‚Â´ Guild
A creature of perfect, unhuman beauty, until one notices its face….
One of the Locastrian Regiments, footsoldiers with a reputation for savagery and a predilection for the meanest, dirtiest assignments…..
Power Sigils, Glyphs, Puissant Symbols - The Art of Sigil Magic is everywhere in Locastus, City of Mirrors
The most common fire-arm in the Locastrian armed forces.
A close-quarter combat weapon common in the Locastrian armed forces.
The MoonÃ‚Â´s little alchemists
The traditional weapon worn by members of the Maul Rats Regiment.
The various creatures that serve the Bloated Moon.
The slums of Locastus
The cultural nexus of Locastus and the final resting place of its founders
The airborne spies of the Bloated Moon
Cloaked in mystery, and yet one of the main figures of power in Locastus, City of Mirrors.
Recycling the dead for the greater good since 1704
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A wild species, vinus homophagus, more akin to sea-grape rather than the terrestrial variety, is not a monster despite its fanciful name. The grapes, a deep purple color when in bloom, and oozing dewdrops of perspiration, like the most prized and delectable of drinking wine grapes, do however deserve their moniker. Wine made from this fruit, is deadly to most humanoids, as is the raw berry, if plucked and eaten from the vine. It is the unnatural chemical concoction found within the fruit’s tart skin, which gives the man-eating grape its name. The chemical stew found inside each berry, functions as a necrotic agent, the same as found in some species of venomous snakes. The grapes literally eat the victim from the inside out, via cell death, dissolving organs and flesh in quick succession.
The tribes of Pra-Oohk Crater, from the jungles of Ghlush are known to sell the fermented “wine” of this grape to merchants of distant lands. Sadly, the taste of the concoction is divine when first quaffed, and even worse, the man-eating grape wine will never detect as poisonous via mundane means, its horrid natures somehow masking all attempts. Luckily the man-eating grapes are extremely rare, and endemic to humid jungles.