Malevolent Vampire Mutation? Or Brain-Dead Sun-Junkie?

Don't run blindly for the silver vein or you will never see that what you seek is pain.

When inventors, scientists and researchers die, they don't always take their ideas with them.

Ghostchasers are small nocturnal birds that have the ability to see what normal humans and most other animals cannot.

More subtle than artillery, Mul'Tals, the siege-vine of the Kel'Regar, is more than capable of reducing the strongest of defenses to rubble, growing, twisting, and devouring its way through them.

This sea monster seeks to devour more than just mere flesh..

One of man's most successful domestications has been that of the dog.  Even in our world, the variation that has been bred is truly astonishing.  It only seems natural that a world filled with magic and the supernatural could yield even greater variety.  This is a collection of some of these possibilities.

Codex

"For days, we've heard nothing but cricketsong, from the coming of dust to an hour past dawn. Nothing he happened, but I'm sure something will."

last journal entry, Traggion the Explorer

Is not disease the rule of existence? There is not a lily pad floating on the river but has been riddled by insects? -Henry David Thoreau

Something flashes beneath the waves, a hint of green scales surfaces. A rainbow colored crest breaks the waters surface followed by a huge beast.

Quest

Circle help me, I ran like a little girl…

Picture the wildest rodeo you’ve ever seen. Now picture it half a mile above the earth.

I set my teeth as we dashed for the ravine; Lillia had dropped back to cover us, and three dead warriors had already taught the tribesmen respect for her bow.  It wasn’t going to be easy, though, damn it - Chekumte, stripped to the waist, was all over blood, cut half a hundred times, and how even the tough old Chulik was going to survive the flight over the pass I had no idea.

Unbelievably, he barked out a harsh laugh - I’d never heard him laugh before.  "They thought me tough," he growled as we ran.  "But I was not really there; I was contemplating the light off of Iwynn’s Falls.  Their knives I did not notice after the first cuts."

"Alright," the sergeant rasped out, "The Grey Company will pay you seven silver pennies a week, grub included; you’ll have to provide your own kit and mounts.  Muster is tomorrow two hours after dawn—yeah, what is it?"

One of the three fox-men had stepped forward, raising a mailed hand.  His whiskers twitched as he drawled, "You are in error, sergeant.  My kinsmen and I are Khibils.  Of course we shall receive ten pennies a week."

I rolled my eyes, leaning on my shield.  Manannan’s eyeball, this was going to be a long commission.

"Well, now, my lady -" came the throaty velvet of the Fristle’s voice, as he lounged back against the heaped cushions and took a draw on his pipe, "- I did not expect so fair a supplicant."  His silver-grey tail slowly lashed from side to side, catching my gaze ...

I swallowed hard, grasped the bag of coin and the leather wallet of documents ever the more tightly, and bowed to the merchant prince.

A simple and fun fantasy octopus ready to be used as an ally, pet, or interesting meal

Quest

Few things define a ship more than her guardian spirit.

Quest

When a mission becomes something more.

It is unwise to speak the name of the Great Demon of the Ocean if you are close enough to the sea to smell the salt in the air. It is inviting disaster to speak it’s name when you are on the ocean itself.

Quest - #1 Winner