The twin goddesses of the Medusan race, Gethserath and Amarane.
Come one, come all to the greatest show in the world!
Suffering from an ancient curse, the Medusan race is slowly dying.
Some of the more bizarre cults which could conceivably be found in a post apocalyptic setting
Pardon them, they are barbarians, and think that the customs of their tribe and river are the laws of nature.
Lord Bertrand of Shawstrope
A hybrid of man and animal, bred to serve and now free to live.
An odd little cult dedicated to the care and feeding of their ‘god’, the Cabal of Omnomnom is slowly depleting the region of…
In wonder the adventurers stood awe struck by the beauty and splendour of the surrounding foliage. The great open plain before them transformed from a flat green world into mesmerising colours and movement. The Vissealist stood unmoving, his hands outspread and resting gently on an intricate structure of vines that threaded their way over the wall and into the earth of the plain, spreading outwards from the ramparts of the kings palace.
They consumed Great G’bod. They partook of the Giant Slug’s flesh.
Out of simple roots, a deep faith.
motto of the Brotherhood of Orildus
What we need is an alternative to hiring mages that are good enough to deal with the Guild’s mages.
A tactical lay-out for villainous forces inspired by Warhammer 40K
The worst sort of scoundrels and hoodlums. Let down your guard for a even a second and they are on you like Klavadogs.
30 Druids of the Teufel-GrÃƒÂ¼n Forest
None left upon the Mountain, my brothers in arms.
Motto of the Society of the White Azalea
In this place Brother, all flesh must be eaten.
First Precept of Consumption
A social group of women who meet for purposes of ‘knitting’ and sharing gossip.
Before the formation of the Achelandage and its associated merchant and craft guilds there was only the Civic Guild.
‘The bigger the brain, the smaller the heart. What do wizards know of faith?’
A Renaissance dawns. A School of Art emerges.
"It is said that among those people they have a loathsome custom- that they keep a spotted dog always waiting beside the gate of the yard where they bury the dead, and that in every funeral they allow this spotted dog to feast upon the dead, so that it grows fat and wise with the knowledge of the dead... Many necromancers do seek out these spotted dogs, and ask of them sciomantic knowledge, or take them as familiars." -Author unknown, "The Ways of the Necromancers"