A list of 30 more wines, none of which are vinted by humans, elves, or dwarves.
While technically alive, magnagogs have little in the way of personality and are driven via telepathic command.
The orc known as King Vhid the Second, or King Vhid the Rampager, in the annals of mankind is known among the orcen nations as Fargigoth, son of Fargog, son of Dugarod. He was best known for his collection of magic items, a rarity among the greenskins
The teeth and fingerbones of holy men and more
The blisteringly fast race cars of the future
One of the strangest weapons deployed by Z'pl'rt the Mad
Few things shine as bright as the jewels of Hell
100 Word Item
A pair of magical armored gauntlets
A specialized suit of power armor designed for peacekeeping and urban roles
A powered melee weapon for power armor assault troopers
A magical device that grants the ability to shapeshift
A gun made by the God of the Dwarves
A sword that defines and exemplifies the city of Angradhat
a disposition os 30 types of armored combat vehicles
The fleet's answer to MADDS
A cornerstone of modern biotechnology, and something that remains in the upper echelons of secrecy.
Illusion is the disguise of emptiness
A crude stone cup, the type used by giants and hags.
While the glory goes to the battlemechs, during the height of the Star Empire, the martial machines were said to be outnumbered 20 to 1 by their menial brethern, the industrial mechs
The party has found the source of the strange creatures roaming the countryside. The rift in this reality glows with a silver hue, rippling with the wind but never moving. They step through and are immediately assaulted with the scent of rotting meat, some have to muster all their strength not to vomit. Strange cries similar to the beasts the party had faced before can be heard in the distance. Looking around, they see they are in a forest of grey and red rather than the normal brown and green. The trees are sticky to the touch and writhe, perhaps to get away or perhaps as a warning.
The deeper the party goes, the more the forest seems to slither and move underfoot. The cries get closer and more numerous. Creatures lurk in the shadows, all the same color of their surroundings. Whatever the party came in here for, they had better do it fast.
The forest of flesh is waking up, and it is so very hungry.