To be touched by a God is to be drawn from this world, and into another.
Love. Hate. Lust. Pride. Greed. Many are the emotions that can inflame the human heart, and of the brightest and strongest of all of these is born, Atarkhul Prince of Passion.
An ancient weapon, forged by the First Ones, the terrible power of Order's Reach is as much a consequence of the nature of reality as it is blessed by the Divine.
Zombies make horrible dinner guest. Trying to eat the brains of the host tends to ruin things.
Well, now you can tell them to fork off with this handy little item.
God of Strength in the Night, Hiding your Numbers, and The Silent Kill.
A contract Made before Durmenthir is a contract kept.
In these gloves was placed a seed of the power used to create the world.
An insignficant little species, the candlebug (or waxmoth) is a persistent bane for mages and merchants alike. Each the size of a small digit, these little scarabs thrive on wax and burrow up inside candles, ruining them. Sometimes a late-night worker will hear a crack and a sizzle as his candle expires, only to find the half-burned remains of a waxmoth squirming around on his desk. This is very annoying in worlds where candles are expensive...