You came here in that? You are brave
The magic of Cannibalism or Asuramancy is the weird sister of Necromancy and a distant cousin to Alchemy, although Alchemy denies it.
A twisted zombiepocalypse creates a new holiday season.
"Fear not this new night, my brothers, the terrors of an everlasting darkness are as nothing when compared to the darkness in Man's heart. For, who among you knows what Man might do when Hunger sleeps in his bed and Famine is his child's only playmate?" --Prelude
Magik is slippery and dangerous to work with, and failure can have disastrous results. Yet the Sorcerer's continue to ply their art without the benfit of the engines and machines now widely recognized as essential to the making of magik.
Elephants crossing the seas!
A colourful but universally applicable calendar.
Many begin to path to master the seven-fold flame, but with one exception, no one has ever mastered all seven faces of fire.
Thirty systems of justice-or the most rank injustice, in some cases.
"Looking at the clean shatter with surrounding structural damage, I’d say it was most likely a bass with mezzo-soprano backup, possibly accompanied by a skilled bassist."
After Buddha died, his shadow was still shown for centuries in a cave—a tremendous, gruesome shadow. God is dead; but given the way of man, there may still be caves for thousands of years in which his shadow will be shown. And we—we still have to vanquish his shadow, too.
the word Phthano- translates to ‘prevent’ and is the root of one of the most common enchantments in the wizarding world.
A Totemos is a spirit or little god strongly associated with a human group, organization, or urban location.
Aetherball: the only sport with a PSI rating.
It is not an infectious disease, but it is a plague upon the world.
For it spawns villains. And not your garden variety villains, but epic villains, master villains of the most dangerous kind Evil Geniuses.
"Don’t worry, I’ve fought necromancers before! Wait, what the…"
A system for samurai ranks. Still having trouble with the output of this one.
A short summary of the ranks used by the Gurkha Regiments of the British Indian Army.
An attempt to codify the Byzantine military system.
Once every decade on the eve of St. Poskov's Day during mid-winter, the coastal city of Tiyabon experiences a horrific event. Quool's Tide rolls in, depositing hundreds of bloated, fish-eaten corpses upon the pebbly shores of Tiyabon's wide bay. This singularity is to this day unexplained, though countless theories abound. It is said for example, that these corpses are not eaten by the myriad fish of the seas completely, due to the fear all creatures of the seas hold for Quool.
Named for Quool, a terrible, antediluvian god of seas and storms, who no longer exists for he has no worshipers, the Tide chokes the beaches and surf with the countless rotting bodies of those who had perished at sea in a violent way.
Almost immediately, the lifeless corpses are fed upon by crabs, gulls, and worse things that await the horrid feast. The townsfolk let nature take it course with disinterested disgust, though lately some enterprising adventurers have taken to searching along the beaches of flesh for former deceased companions, with intentions of raising them again!
Surprisingly no undead ever rise from among the many corpses. This is also a mystery.