“Masters say the advanced scouts have reported no enemies to the west of the plains. We are to assault them from their western flank and pepper their bodies with vengence and blood. To victory and the God King.”
- Ebertaur Tracker - Battle of the Forgotten Sorrow
“The Masters have ordered our advancement on the enemy. They are entrenched and well defended Legatus, what is your intent?”
“The Masters say kill, we kill. They order and we obey. The difference in ordering an infidel and a weapon, is the weapon enjoys the order. Slaughter them all and pray to the Weapon that Kills that this day will be bloody. Sing the song of your God and may they get you through today!”
- Legatus Suuhai - Commander of the Minotaur Armies of the Blades
“My Lord Oweadyen, the enemy awaits our presence on the Plains of Forever Sorrow. Our advanced scouts have seen no possible threat of flanks, what are your orders?”
“The infidels shall quiver at my thunder and feel their complacency at the fall of my sword. Send in the Taurs, make them bleed.”
Slaughter them all and pray to the Weapon that Kills that this day will be bloody. Sing the song of your God and may they get you through today!”
- Legatus Suuhai - Commander of the Minotaur Armies of the Blades - The Demon Wars
Midarans come from a middle island in the far sea. They have become well known for being traders and merchants. They are also know for being quite magical. Then there is their appearance.
The Magma Borer is a large creature native to the extreme world of Crematoria. Scientists and planetologists have yet to be able to explain so many things about the planet and the unknown lifeform that made it possible.
Your adventurers can name this one, if they survive. The last thing they will hear is: “ppppooockt-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t” before their eyes and ears start bleeding and their body become black and blue… battered by something unseen and untouched.
On a world made entirely of molten rock, there is still life.
The Black Ones are a paranoid’s nightmare. They can take over any single body, or be hiding nearly anywhere. They can see as well in the dark as the light. They can hear nearly any sound, like the faintest heartbeat 10 paces away. They are totally alien, with motivations and drives that are nearly incomprehensable to humans. And the worst part is, they are here and you don’t know it.
Recently, agents of a necromancer's guild known as the Guild of Morticians have been seen slinking around the graveyards in the metropolis of Jeffsport. They have been seen with many small undead creatures, leading to speculation that someone may be digging up the corpses and selling them to the Guild of Morticians. The Jeffsport Civil Authorities Office and various splinter groups thereof, including the famous Blue Lampsmen (the Jeffsport city guard), have issued a bounty of 100 silver pieces for information leading to the capture of whoever is selling the corpses to the necromancers, and a 30 gold piece bounty on any member of the Guild of Morticians.