The Coalition - An evil realm of goblyns, bandits, ogres and others loosely united under one banner.
In a universe always in need of habitable planets, Partas II had a good location, good resources, and the people about it had a "need". It just had one problem. It wasn’t generally habitable. A century ago, the Great Project was undertaken. A century from now, it will be complete. People will stand unaided upon its surface.
As long as nothing goes wrong.
One of the few cities in the world where the ability to swim is more than just recommended.
A villain’s lair is more than just a safehouse or stronghold, it can be as much a part of their persona as any powers, henchmen or nefarious plans
A random generator to create variable merchants shops, stores, and stalls.
"After being to the Bramblefens, blackberry thorns just seem kinda cute!"
I am woman. Hear me roar!
If Akoro existed anywhere but in the depths of hell, it would have torn itself apart centuries ago.
The most expensive tavern in town boasts the finest of fare, entertainment, and more importantly, decor.
Inspired some years ago for a Kult/CoC Halloween game
"Look children! Is it the Fun Faire, Extreme Sensations, or Tabs’ Insanity today?"
30 Cities with their teeming multitudes and famous landmarks.
Pocket dimentions for Supers and Modern Horror. With some modification many are useable in other genres
Clock Tower of Elmwood - It appears ready to topple, but it has always appeared that way as far back as any living could remember.
A college campus for modern day settings, where things are more than they seem at first glance. (Good for a horror or mystery setting)
Castle Strelock is well known from the crimson banners on the towers and the vines on it’s walls, and from the rumours and tales of the beautiful damsel trapped within it.
A rundown shop of old joys, now just a wreck, with a little touch of mystery.
A small village situated near a medium lake,with inhabitants and history that is more unique than one might expect. Suitable for any fantasy/low tech setting.
Here am I, floating in a tin can, far above the moon, Planet Earth is blue, and there’s nothing I can doo.
A fey kingdom fallen, with winter triumphant. A dream frozen, to be thawed by might and heroic deed.
A party of adventurers walk along late on an open plain, on a moonless night. Abruptly, War screams, the clanging of metal and death-cries are heard. It is an open plain, and nothing is seen, but the sound of a huge battle is all about them. The sounds continue for a half hour before stopping as suddenly as they started. What was it? Perhaps the ghouls of a long-gone battle, reliving their unfortunate last memories...