A delectable chrismas classic - Now with mayhem!
The most melodic of notes, the most soothing of tunes.
"It would help if I knew how to play the thing, though."
"Isn't it just a skillet?"
"That's what I thought... Now I'm not so sure."
Nine times out of Ten, it's the undead that do the running.
Out of all lifeforms on this planet, none is more feared than the insidious Moadi-Bird.
Seek Not the Moadi-Bird
The wide wicked world is a very dangerous place, especially for not-quite so big leeches who wish nothing so much as to be left out of thing such as wars, and wizards, and spells.
Welcome to my humble home. Feel free to stay as long as you like, if you remain at all. Do be warned, though, the place is a bit... unstable...
In an isolated mountainous region, the local miners build their stone huts right next to the sarcophagi of their dead. In the winding tunnels of their mines, the spirits of their ancestors toil alongside them, sensing where the best deposits will be found and guiding their picks' strokes.