The magical instruments that created the world, long since scattered. Fortunate is the player who finds them, and great is the band that can make them sing again.
It's always the creepy little kids
Also known as Moon the Loon, Goon Beard, and Who?
A well-loved and somewhat crudely hand-crafted tribal drum owned by the Tribal Half-Orc, Somnak. It is said that Somnak possessed the ability to call upon the spirit of any creature whose skin was pulled over the drum to aid him and his allies in battle, as well as curse his foes.
An underground club, meeting place, and fortress
Its old and battered exterior hides a subtle, and finicky, magic.
An enchanted forest where music permeates the fabric of life, leaving its mark on fauna and flora alike.
The City of Bells, home of Bornegault’s Tongue.
"Music is the wine which inspires one to new generative processes, and I am Bacchus who presses out this glorious wine for mankind and makes them spiritually drunken." ~Ludwig van Beethoven
The haunting, eerie ‘songs’ of the Thoron.
the sounds of war
The ochre sands stretch for miles around. Something kicks up the dust. It's a yak. A desert-yak. It ambles slowly, nuzzling the ground for the low-growing shrubs. The ranger freezes. "Stay very still," he warns. "Don't move at all."
"What is it?" you ask, breathlessly.
"It's the most dangerous creature in the whole Ocadian desert. And it's about to eat that yak..."