“Swiftly, repent! The Saintmaker is coming!”

From beyond through veils sublime

Pass ghostly, o umbral shine

Illuminate in shadow, fade colors, so fallow

Dark dreaming does bidding thine

A horde of devious, ferocious, tenacious, and atrocious creatures, beasts, and monstrosities to populate the northern realms of your fantasy. Get them while they're cold!

A spell for a penny

To all space explorers, rogue traders and Federation colonisation and expeditionary force officers!

Thirty new alien species have been discovered. You are well-advised to inform yourselves, as to engage these entities correctly, without risk of harm to yourself or to the interests of Terra.

Ten of the described species are human in origin, yet modified to such a degree that they no longer need to be considered human.

Another ten are civilisation-building aliens competing with Terra for available space.

The final ten entries are remarkable life forms that display sapience, without using it to create civilisations. Caution is advised.

A fey kingdom fallen, with winter triumphant. A dream frozen, to be thawed by might and heroic deed.

The beast within became the beast without; ferocity and might blossoming in corpore upon the flesh.

As a way of defining your character better

Should you wish to pluck a rose, or to caress it, beware its thorns, its dangerous beauty.

Within the chest of a wizardly tool, there beats a Shard heart, deeming the master a fool.

Known in folk-lore as the Blighted Storm-Serpents, the reclusive Kumbra are far more than any might guess.

Magic is a blessing and curse, life and death, birth and undoing, a goal and a way.

A child at court, considering the world a private playground

A blade of darkest night turned to a different use, to teach and educate the knight?

High above the lands of the living, where frost and howling of the wind reign, the morbid monument to a faith long dead calls the deceased on a last pilgrimage.

Pride. Strength. Skill.
These are the values of the Monroi, woven into their very being - for them, battle is not just self-preservation, but a need.

An evil that nurtures evil, a dark mother that is cradle to shadow.

A lot of travelling singers have a flame or incessant longing in their heart.This woman's heart holds something more as well.

The mind of a wizard is more open to the more esoteric elements of his surroundings - this is why he is able to perceive the weave of the Great Tapestry that is the multiverse, and pull at the strings. This increased sensitivity can manifest in several ways.

When the gods were born, so was Spark ... though of little power, he did not lack drive, and so did not those whom he favored...