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- High Lord Scribe of Mastered Illuminations

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Shadoweagles Twisted Christmas

A christmas gift to my fellow citadelians, made in my favourite medium. Of course, you all know what my gifts are like. But hey, Christmas is a time of giving!

The Whitebone Tomes

Six white tomes, Encased in bone.

They shine in light like polished stone.

Trapped deep inside, fel beasts reside.

Dark power; to the holder, the books provide.

In lakes, submersed, and tombs accursed.

Across the land they are disbursed.

Mind Bite

(Author: I made myself sit down and write this :P I missed posting items :( )

A dagger which never kills directly certainly seems useless. But there are more ways to kill a person than to stab them.

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“ Khor are a monsterous and violent race. Within five years of being born, they grow to about half human size and are very, very inteligent. As they get older, they get larger... unfortunately they become less intelligent. After their adolecesence (about seven years), they grow to human size and are of a low human intelligence. As they age, they grow larger, slower, and stupider. Most of them end their lives 3 to 4 meters in height. Khor have been reported upto 10 meters tall, though those elder giant Khor do little but hit anything that disturbs them. As they age they get larger, they don't seem to ever die of natural causes.”

MoonHunter

“ Thunder and lightning is the sign of their shamans hunting and killing demons. Children's souls must be protected for their souls are not firmly in place yet and are easy for demons to take hold of. The shamans must hunt and destroy them and each break of thunder is another death of a demon hunting for souls.”

Strolen

“ A desolate region is almost entirely without normal vegetation. Local plants are able to unroot themselves and crawl along the ground in search of water and fertile soil. The inhabitants fence their crops in to keep them from wandering off and put heavy stone thresholds in the doorways of their huts to keep wayward plants out. The plants sense by chemical cues, lacking sight or hearing, and tend to avoid herbivores or anything that smells of 'dead plants'. Characters with horses are likely to be unwelcome among the locals.”

Wulfhere