What kind of man orders the death of the King?
Sometimes the old ways are best. A pivotal undead sorceror.
Those who chose to worship the demon or any other aspect that are categorized as a dark element are known as the Dark Religions.
Those who embrace this religion had chose a path of darkness. And most of them with an intention to rule the world, to wield a great demonic artifact and to gain powerful spells. But, mostly, these people are selfish.
The Rapture and Prison Makes Strange Bedfellows
Everything that happened right up until the NPC joined a pirate crew.
A plume is seen far off in the distance, but what will it turn out to be when it gets closer? Only time will tell.
Like the mythical hydra, the Illuminati have many heads and even more hands. The minions of the Illuminati might work to their hidden master's ends without ever knowing the design of their work, or for whom they indeed work for.
Dead in the heart of Karnasthys lies an ancient, sacred burial site; the final resting place of the Thousand Kings of the Forelands, past and future. Existing since a time far beyond the Great Fall, this picture of pure natural perfection serves as a material anchor to the lawfully-aligned planes.
A linked pair of Halberds calling out to each other over the years.
Looking for a name to put on your gypsy? Here's a compilation of some of the more common ones.
The elven empire has a custom of “errantry,” where you go out when still young to seek adventures, do good in the world, and blow off steam. This is a large gang of teenagers from a few adjoining manors who took it pretty seriously and all ran off. If you need eager youngsters for whatever purposes, these’ll do! (And since we know what obsesses teens most, I’ve put in who-fancies-whom!)
A magic knife - when it hits a target, it can age them by centuries, and may de-age the user.
The Pendulum Puzzle is a simple ordering challenge backed up by a neat rhyme. Ready to be inserted into pretty much any dungeon or setting.
Not all armor is created the same, some is made from sterner stuff, others, not so much.
Travelling the shifting sands at night was always a dangerous task. Freshly recruited into the Ouzquin Dremorix army, young Fallava and Moruz followed the grizzled veteran before them. They were hunting a band of Latrani orcs, and the trail was fresh. The grey-haired Avaki raised two fingers in a sign of silence as the trio neared the top of the rise, and slowly, the man breached the top of the dune. "Aaahh," Avaki exhaled mournfully as he slung his Ouzala over his shoulders. Down the other side of the dune lay an oasis, and as Fallava and Moruz came forth they saw the reason for Avacti's sigh. The corpses of a dozen Ouzquin Dremorix lay in pieces across the bank of the water. Blood stained the sand. Without looking back to the young man and woman, Avaki spoke softly, "Vauraki has fed well this night."
A chill ran up Moruz's spine. He could have sworn he heard a wilting howl inside his head.
Clockwork angels. Servants of the Mechanogod Whrrrm.
A moonsteel armlet set with diamonds
A rare male only Imbrian armor
Armor and accessory set worn by the guards of the Imbrian Royal Palace and the Lunar Temples