The hideous and hairy Houtsunomuh is the mythological Stalker of Graveyards and Eater of the Dead, one of the Eight Great Monsters of Enohountsun mythology.

The great warrior Golden Pinions Youhei once carried this sword. It is said that on the day his wife, Elex, died, he leapt into the sea and sank to the bottom, taking this sword with him.

Buzurivambavas is Bastard Demonspeak, and comes from the true Demonspeak bzhuu'vhambv's, which means 'carrying and crawling one', or 'one that carries and crawls'. They are a subtle kind of demon, and do not exhibit the terrible rage and bloodthirst of some other demons.

Malignant entities, these beings have existed in unlife for so long that they have forgotten what it means to be mortal.

The abominable spawn of Ll'hhrau, the Thing Behind The Sky, the Minotauri descend from above, hideous and awful perversions of natural life.

The Seyeverasin are supernaturally excellent musicians- no other can play a cello as well as them, and when the moon wanes, one may hear their haunting phantom strains echoing about night-time mountain cliffs, by dark pools, and in places where mortals no longer go or have never gone.

When a mysterious man hires them to slay Baza, the Yellow Priest, will the heroes find more than they bargained for?

This is it. The one that started them all. The very first flaming weapon.

Hiding deep within catacombs of the ancients, in low, deep alcoves where they lie, spider-like, awaiting the taste of fresh blood, there are the hideous Torlakia, dark beings who once lived and are now, fearfully, undead.

Locked away for his crimes by the gods themselves, he is the greatest spellcaster of all time.

Legendary hero, founder of the Bukdek Empire, fearless warrior and warlord, amoral barbarian, and vicious bandit.

The Lavas are animalistic warrior-demons who converge in packs like lice on the inconceivable walls of Hell, filled with inconceivable fury and berzerk bloodthirst.

Soft of voice, light of eye, dark of hair, and also of heart, Hippomenes the Fearful holds the province of Colistia in an iron grip.

Ku Pum, the Sorceror of Trum Pku, was struck by a strange need, and in his need he sought out the aid of Stone Bell, a Spirit of caves and underground places...

Trapped forever in the grip of the Sea of Jade, paralyzed by the Great Curse, the Fleet of Nazran has become a hellish prison of eternal torment, and the tomb of adventurers from across the Earth.

Of old, this city was the home of a coven of the Sarkukai, foul devotees of Sarku, Lord of Worms, the God of Rising From The Grave. Though they were driven out, the city remains tainted by the memory of that ghastly cult.

Getting sick of people who's destiny it is to save the world? Well, that's sure as hell not anything Randolphina's like destiny!

Fiery-Feathered Phembu, the First Among Pheasants, went to Moeqhu-Qaz, the Leader of the Seven Sand Dragons!

I'm bored of dwarves. So, I'm trying to create my own dwarves. I've decided to call them the Duerga. Here's my basic ideas, and I'll flesh them out later, hopefully with your help.

Created as a weapon by the ancient sorceror-primotologists of the Iron Triangle Nation, the Cutsman still stalks the underhalls of the city of Mehxaiyul, a spectre of blood and blades.