Representing a primal force of nature which wants to strangle and slay all humanity, to bury their works beneath the roots of trees and their bodies as fertilizer.
Think of it as a nuclear machine-gun…
An elemental substance of tremendous purity and power.
The Ky’iish are greatly advanced in the arts of magic and created many strange and powerful materials and items. Some of their weapons were the most formidible artifacts found on Neyathis, dwarfing both physically and magically virtually all the works of man.
The Big Picture of the World of Nyathis, for the time being…
A list of freshwater creature encounters.
Drawn out from the scrolls in The Unseen Fortress..
The Caretakers of the Vast City - Stoneholt, a race of great skill, persistence, and antiquity…
A city large enough to contain kingdoms.
"You may have wondered what lead me down this path? It was the simple observation I made while escavating the tomb of an ancient chieftan If only these bones could talk…"
From the personal account of Meridah Onware, in discussion with Professor Siana Tamar.
Yet another use for the ubiquitous Iron Spike.
Swords are deliverers of death to the living. This one offers something more to those already dead…
A simple mission for a Dragon, but of course, nothing is ever simple with Dragons.
The Wands were created by the Aldruku as a weapon to finally destroy their Nyorian enemies.
Now was to be the Third such invasion, and who knows who would be writing the records….
A fine chessboard indeed, but do not dwell overlong on your moves…
Kingdoms tied by the bonds of blood and war
The SSL-30 is considered a weapon of last resort. It was built to provide some defence, at any cost, against orbital units including starships and satellites.
A quiet little world, threatened by a war that had never touched it.
Mining in a certain area turns all exposed skin (maybe just parts that are actively disturbing the chemicals that cause the reaction) of the those doing the mining to a dark blue color. Will wear off taking as many years/days spent in the mine. ... meeting a party of blue-skinned humans armed with pick-axes etc. Strange disease? Demon offspring? Curse? If they meet only one ex-worker, they will very carefully listen to any stories he says, no matter if drunken or insane, or just makes up to get a beer.