This stuff will make you a sexual Red-Frilled Blood Dragon.
Jesk, Orcish gladiator
If you wake up in a field of green grass, looking at a woman of flesh and steel. Be glad, you are dead. If you wake up covered in blood and shit, be gladder still. For you are alive and your time is not yet come!
Cowardly maggots! Bow your thrice cursed heads and thank the goddess that you still draw unworthy breath!
The great cone of steam, fire and ice.
Beware the Ice Giants of the north, they are a foul tempered bunch.
What secrets does this box of magic cigars hold?
The valley of the elves between Night and the Waterfalls
Age is a terrible weight
A den of mercenaries, murderers, bounty hunters and thieves…
In this place Brother, all flesh must be eaten.
First Precept of Consumption
An alliance between bitterest foes in a desperate bid for their survival, thus was the beginning of the Shrew-Wars
Manufacted during the heyday of the Old World, these rods contain the elemental power of flame.
I tell you, I get this itch on my lip when I think about Sgriob and the waters of the casks…
Captain Wandren, Ship’s logs
A man of extremes
Here, have a sup, just two piece of silver.
The blade of the adamant blossom…
Sound the call of alarm and light the fires in the trenches, the time for war is upon you!
Queens of the forest, the Loru Valsharris are respected by elf, dryad, and ent alike.
The grim and often belligerent denizens of the Grand Duchy of Nyir
A social group of women who meet for purposes of ‘knitting’ and sharing gossip.