Fewer things under heaven reek
like the lofty spires of Wlatsoom Peak
Vernissage, apprentice bard.
The scent of magic
A slightly atypical stinking swamp festering with goblins
Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook?
Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons?
or his head with fish spears?
Curiosity killed the cat…
An offer, a long voyage, a bitter ordeal, and a knife in the back.
Good and evil? I see neither, I only see law and order opposing chaos and anarchy. Anarchy means blood, death, and poverty. I’ll take order and riches over that.
Sokolov the Axiomancer
A fairly average world that happens to be the headquarter site of the Earth Alliance Space Probe Agency (EASPA)
In an age of lawlessness and war, there is one man who stands up against bandits and tyranny. That man is Michael Long, aka…the Gunman
A traveling dungeon of canvas and props…
A small collection of magic items intended to limit or negate the powers of a magic user
Pain is inevitable; suffering is optional.
Ogelend, Border Reiver
A seemingly average industrial world that is the source of 1 out of every 4 guns in current use.
A demon’s kiss burns with lust and with shame. So do their secrets and their magic.
To the winds with memorizing spells and counting mana points.
A piece of crystallized magic.
A compilation of magical staves that summon servants.
Few things attract attention quite like the death of a star.
Conosca abbastanza per essere impaurito, molto impaurito
Motto of Cinque-Parte Polygnostic
Named Timberwings; for the girth and strength of their wings were as elder oaks, thick and tireless
The Wizard-Brewers of the Old Empire stored memories in bottles of mead, passing their brightest ideas, most subtle magics, and most important decisions on to their heirs in bottles of oddly-flavored honey-wine. A cache of these ancient magical vintages has been unearthed, but does anyone dare drink from it? The ancient mead's creator is a complete mystery, as are the thoughts he left behind.