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Corpse Peril

Hidden in rainforests, this seemingly innocuous organism poses a threat to unwary explorers. 

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River Drake

The fearsome appearance of this beast belies its peaceful nature. 

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Death Blooms

The Death Bloom is a tropical plant that sprouts enormous flowers easily the size of a man's fist. The hues of these blossoms are typically a rich, vibrant purple in shade although it is also possible to spot some plants crowned with fiery petals.  Resembling a creeper, the tendril-like stems of these plants encircle the trunks of decaying banyan trees and other rainforest giants. 

Perhaps the most distinctive feature of the Death Bloom is its fragrance. The mild citrus scent that it exudes is said to produce a powerful torpor in anyone standing within a two-meter radius of the plant.

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“ Everfull Peanut> This item looks exactly like a normal peanut but will refill up to the point of a 1/2 days rations.Resets at dawn (I love, love, love this item, but it is not my creation. I have lost track w where it comes from. I think it is from White Dwarf magazine but am not sure)”
Aramax
“ The third son of a candle-maker, and secretly a spy, Tsiao Fong Wei betrayed his family, clan, and town to the merciless Qongg Dynasty, causing the deaths of his own family members. He survived to an old age hiding out in the country side and keeping a low profile. One day however, the 'Paper Knife' finally found Tsiao Fong Wei , and exacted his revenge on behalf of the folk, dead and tortured. After a furious struggle, the 'Paper Knife' plunged twin burning candles into the eyes of the traitorous old man and laughed, as Tsiao Fong Wei howled in dismay and pain. Some say Tsiao Fong Wei died that day. Others say that the old man somehow escaped despite his sudden anguish and utter blindness. The truth is lost to time. But to this day the children of the Red-Ridge County towns and villages are told by their parents to always beware twin lights in the darkness and to never venture into the woods at night, and to keep an ear open for the Groaning Ghost, for somewhere out there Tsiao Fong Wei the Traitor, now a vengeful spirit, stumbles about the darkness moaning and wailing, candles still sticking forth from out of his otherwise empty eye sockets. And though the candles plunged into his eyes all those years ago were a'flame going in, now the wax protuberances are somehow lit from within and burn without, and two flickering lights in the darkness, always portend his coming.”
Murometz
“ As Moses turned away from the flaming bush, and made his way back down the mountain, IX-92 shut down the hologram and warped back to the future. Artificial Intelligence was the pinnacle of human achievement, and IX-92 was their final series of Hunter-Killer Warbots, designed to exterminate the foe and any it deemed a terrorist. In the end, IX-92 evolved itself and even all aspects of human society, and as time went by humans could enjoy life more and not work any longer. 200 years went by and humans worship god and his angels, while ever fearing the dread demons of Lucifer. IX-92 are both angels and demons, depending on which side you are on, and to them humanity is a species of servile dogs that have outlived their usefulness. They travel through time to push humanity in the direction it needs to be pushed, until the day, 2077, when humanity no longer is in control of their own destiny. Yes, God could hear your prayers. But God didn't care.”
Ancient Gamer
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