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Rabbit-leonine like grass dwellers, for flavour
When you want a horse, but not any horse will do. You don't want a Lord's horse, nor one fit for a King. You want a horse bred for a God.
Be careful of unearthing legends, however.
“So, you want to buy a horse?” the grizzled Catfolk horse-master said.
“Yes. I'd like to buy a battlesteed and I'll pay whatever you ask,” the human replied.
“No. We never sell the Little Brothers of the Clan. Find a regular horse instead.”
“But my Lord wants a battlesteed and ...”
“No.”
It's so cute!
Wait, why is it glowing?
Mapmaker's bane, a few of these can ruin a decade of cartography!
Mind the nettles son, it's wet out.
The first sign of the Army of the Lost are the legs. Blown off legs, hopping along wearing their military boots. And not long afterwards, the rest of the Army arrives, and the horizon from left to right is filled with the decomposing bodies, many of which carry weapons. Unless you can outrun them or fortify your position, you will soon be joining this army of the Undead.
QuestDisplaced natives, the alien Kebah-Di'i have taken to the new ways of their adoptive society with surprising gusto.
Ghostchasers are small nocturnal birds that have the ability to see what normal humans and most other animals cannot.
The see the land dragons of Tevesage is to see the sharks of the land.
"And make sure the fruit stays dry."
- The Best Cook of Royal Navy, a book never read
The Zenahin Flower, Zenahin Bloom, Star Eye, Mood Flower, Little Judge, it has many names.
"Never forget the season if you want to defeat the plainsfolk."
Fluffy headed plant things with an equally fluffy headed personality
"Gak! Cough! I just swallowed a bug."
It is said that the bite of a Manna Mosquito can turn someone with no magical power into a spellcaster, but few are willing to pay the price for such power.
The susurrating death-bringer of the Northern Moors.
As the small group of mercenaries settled down for the night, they failed to notice that some small pieces of barbed wire sticking out of the ground nearby were moving like tentacles.Until it was too late and they woke to feel it clutched around their throats and squeezing hard. As their blood spilled upon the ground the Barbed Arms had claimed yet more victims.
Also known as the Ankarran Thistle, Magewort, and a general nuisance.
A variety of bizarre but otherwise harmless insects.