Space-Faring, Hard-Rocking, Metal-Grinding, Star-Tripping, Deathdealing, Dwarves.
30 painted ladies of the oldest profession. Reader discretion is advised.
The 13 living statues of the Dal Nastro ruins
The Arcade is a long narrow entertainment district built upon the dried up Arcadey creek. This jurisdictional no mans land has become a vibrant section of the city.
30 musicians to entertain at balls, taverns, and other social gatherings.
Come! Hear Uncle Jehan's band, by the river's side...
The Black Bard of Nihilism
Alowin Brackwater is a beautiful young man, with mesmerizing eyes and a sly, mischievious expression. He just happens to be painted on a large canvas, rather than being alive. Surely, this cannot be held against him.
Extras and alternate “headliners” for The Carnival of Forgotten Souls and other traveling shows
Lion Man in The Carnival of Forgotten Souls
Feral boy in The Carnival of Forgotten Souls
“Missing Link” in The Carnival of Forgotten Souls
Tattooed lady in The Carnival of Forgotten Souls
Thin man & knife thrower in The Carnival of Forgotten Souls
Ringmaster of the Carnival of Forgotten Souls
The tragic fate of the legendary beauty has left traces behind until this day.
A noblewoman of mixed pedigree, patron of the arts and infamous for playing ‘the older woman’.
‘Remember Lais and do your job well, perhaps one day you’ll be a Princess in a foreign land.’
The Promise of many a brothel keeper.
Inspired by a secret muse, a humble man sketches heroes and battles for the folk of the Market Quarter.
Neither here nor there, the City of Shadows borders on the twilight of existance…
Stormbound, the ship rolls hard over to once side. All that is not strapped down is tossed violently overboard in a splash of freezing water.
There, on the horizon- a tower. Squat, it stands alone on a tiny island. However, it's the only land in sight, and any more of this ferocious storm will crush the boat to splinters.
Taking shelter within the ornate entryway of the squat tor, the party notes with interest that no signs of life break the silence of the stone tower. As they take another step forward, they realise why.
This is the fabled tower of Brenji, a rich merchant who wished none to share his enormous wealth. He constructed this tower to store his gold- trapped and ready for any potential thieves. But the ingenious pitfalls and scything walls are not the only dangers within the silent walls of the building. A guardian, left behind by Brenji, still stalks these very halls.
A rattling hiss echoes somewhere from below...