Clad in black armor, perched atop a black destrier, Ourange is the image of the mercenary-lord…
In the great city of Ozea, the funeral processions of the dead are followed by the Chalice Bearers, mourners who gather their tears to annoint the deceased.
The Knights serve a variety of roles within the land-locked Kingdom of Tresserhorn, few of them known.
The object of many a sensual fantasy, few thieves garner as much attention as this leather-clad halfling
Many times the Old World has been mentioned in my works. Submitted for your approval…The Old World.
A dialog concerning the origins of the Trinitine Faith,
Magic has brought us to this point of self-destruction,” the Captain said. “It’s the dichotomy of our curiosity and greed, which are ingrained—greed, because we had to survive because we were always hungry, so we had to gather things, and curiosity, which brought us out of the trees
The focus of discontent between Vandergraff and Powlgraff, the Cathedral was built of ambition and rose marble.
It’s cold up this high, the air is thin and hard to breath. We should find the entrance in the next day or so. I can’t eait to find it, I can’t wait to be out of this wind…
Few would guess that this kindly old man with the uncombed hair was the willing accomplice in many of the assassinations in the last two decades.
Milord I do present a uniquely industrious city located on the periphery of the Sea of Grass and the bawn of the Ganhojol Forest.
This acting troupe travels across Calcobrina, delivering their own interpretation of popular plays, almost always to a standing room only crowd.
The endless dark of the depths, the strength of the tsunami, the drowning embrace of the cold, these are the
According to Ars Geotia the standard formations of power consist of ley lines, confluences and founts. this system has been long accepted, and is quite incorrect…
The Mines are quite old, but even after 700 years, they still produce the Queen’s best iron ore…
In too many games, role-playing takes a back seat to Kewl Powerz, a tag given to the multitude of spell lists, special abilities, and innate powers claimed by a character. Many times this is a problem of munchkins, or blowing up stuff becoming more important in a game than role-playing though alternate personas.
The Land of 1,000 gods, Calcobrina burns under the gaze of the Lion’s Eye.
Most Dragons live to accumulate wealth and crouch upon heaps of gold, content to slag troublesome heroes into cinders and distaining the company of men to absolute solitude. Vychan is not such a dragon.
James Barley is a hard drinking, minimum-effort working hired hand…
I’ll tell you something, there was a demon in Widow Suvar’s Wine cellar. How do I know, ‘cuz I seen it that’s how I know.
A world whose lands are made up of huge terrain spheres that rotate constantly with most portion underwater. As time passes, the shape of the bodies of water change, landmarks shift inside the new border lines, and mountains tilt to different degrees. Land dwellers are gypsies that can never build anything permanent, and somewhat ironically, the only stable settlements are large structures built at sea.