The children of the Sea of Pandemonium, the Viles of Salt are always thirsty, and they draw water from living beings with even a single brush from their crusty white flesh, dessicating those who are touched.

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

The empty shrines of a god so old, all but his name is forgotten.

Stebanos paint is a tool of the poisoner's culture of Tekne, mixed in with make-up, to make a Tekneani noble's pale adornments deadly.

The principal axiom of the Curalon Hestaris, and the basis of all its teachings, is this:

"Inhale. Kill. Exhale."

The heroes storm the Temple of R’gu, the God From The Stars, to steal the Ruby of the Winged Master

Every 45 years, the bamboo forests which cover the tiny land of Ghanzu bloom, and very soon after come the rats...

When the Prince of Thalavor is found dead, floating down the river in a Hero's Voyage, the King Espegil sends the heroes upriver into unexplored lands to discover the bane that slew him.

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

The Azhag ('ah-ZHAHG'; from Old West-Carmanian azadg, meaning watchman, sentry), called Tomb Guardians or Demon Shadows, are the terrible Undead guardians of the tombs of the Ancient Ones.

Never Ending Silence is the greatest Death-Knight of the Ghostlord known as Frozen Priestess Adorned With Bloody Feathers, and he is very good at his job.

'Your eye, your eye!' crowed Imupokith, the Sea-Witch, and Vruthath, clutching his bleeding socket, held out his hand.
Upon the palm was a staring green eye.

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

The Acorn of the Honorable Whiskered Emissary was grown on a magical oak by the famous druid, Kuwusa. It gives one a very interesting bond with rodents...

In an ancient cycle of time, an empire of sun worshippers ruled the world from their great holy city.

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.

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.

Within a palace that is also a prison, Muggar the White Despiser wages war against the light, seeking to make all mortals his slaves.

'First, I nibbled on his earlobe. Then, I bit into it, letting the red, red blood roll down his neck. Then, when he screamed and started tearing at me, I ripped the flesh from his hand. Ah, it tasted so good! Yes, yes! Then, I ripped through his jugular, and bit through his spine! Yessss.....'

Gods for the Roman-themed nation of Imperial Arcturus.