Two creatures, forever cycling between the phases of the 5 elements, unable to rejoin.
A short story which uses Memory Moths in a sci-fi setting. Props to Echomirage for the forum post that inspired the symbiotic Proxy Bug.
An army can be compared to a craftsmen. Both produce for gain. A craftsmen produces a product, a good, for monetary gain. An army, however, produces corpses for resource acquisition. Be it on the battlefield or in the medical tent with the severely wounded being put out of their misery, the fillers of graves are being produced.
Any mind of the modern age has thought about putting those bodies to work. Necromancy has long been socially inacceptable. Besides, no one enjoys seeing a former comrade, a former brother-in-arms, walking around fighting and killing with a spear hole in his gut and a couple arrows hanging from the arms. And the only other way was to throw the dead body into a catapult and throw it at the enemy, in the hopes of giving them plague.
It was Obstarian military who first unleashed the Raveten on their foes during the World War. No one was prepared for it. And so people died.
Umbra may have trapped Prima's body, but she is free in her village of dreams.
The bringers of light and life for a fee
The vast majority of parapsychic powers do NOT manifest as freeform pyrokinesis or rotating thunder kicks.
Think twice before giving your children extreme in utero biomodification. Your decision will last for my lifetime.
Located in the Eurasian Alliance Balkanistan Principality, Vetmuara BioSciences is the bottom of the barrel for human cloning.
"We fought the li'l beasties," the gruff old Dwarf growled, "so where the blazes is their treasure!"
Glacier grinned, "Just give me a second, I know how to find it."
Pretty smoke rings? Naw, I can do a lot more than that.
There's nothing like a good, full pipe after a day of slaying.
The Black Death... oh how quaint.
A few plagues to add variety to the lives and deaths of your heroes.
The greatest failure of the Arch Mage Calypso is his one legacy sought by Emporers, Dragons, and Gods.
"Uncle Humblestaff?" the young hero responded. "Of course I know the man. Wouldn't have had a chance at the academy without a word from him. He's the big guy over there, surrounded by all those adventurers."
The primary spaceport of the South African United Republics and the largest space port in Africa
The reasons that mecha are not reliable as weapons of war are manifold, but the world changed more than many people expected and the way wars are fought have changed greatly since the middle of the Petroleum Era.
Greentails, sirens, mermaids, merfolk, the creature you think of when you hear these names is a Tangaroa.
The most common form of body armor in the Cosmic Era, also the cheapest
30 pistols, rifles, and assault weapons
A game of chance, a long night of winning, and one last victory put the title to the Tortoise Shell Tavern into Humblestaff's hands. Now he just needs a group to help find it and "evict one or two unwanted guests," whatever the former owner meant by that.