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

In lakes throughout the East, these lake squid are as plentiful as fish.

The Poison Eaters Tribe dwells deep in the jungle glades of the Ushaika, in the lowest reaches of the undergrowth where no sunlight pierces through the leaves, and where the marshy ground wells up with tea-colored water at the lightest step.

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!

The Great King long ago ceased attempting to police the wastelands of his Border Marches, and these debatable lands fell into the hands of petty counts, retired generals, and warlords, who constructed and then abandoned many keeps ripe for plunder.

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.

In the burning desert stands a symbol of hope, prosperity, and peace, the place known as Glass Mountain.

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.

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

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

Everyone knows that that Senthia Khlack died with her father, the Duke Eldward Khlack, after their failed Rebellion. But what they do not is that Senthia still lives, after a fashion.

“Return to me,” she said, and as he died, he said: “I shall return”.
And though the years flew like sparrows from disturbed nest, he did return, year after year…

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.

The gargantuan engine of destruction that has slept for centuries. But it has tired of travelling the paths of sleep and dreams...

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.

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.

A firebow, though no longer the staple weapon that it was during the era of it's modernity, is still a powerful and versatile missile weapon in it's own right.

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

A Sport that Heroes and GMs can enjoy!

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