For your pleasure and entertainment, here we present, thirty fiendlings seasoned with a whiff of brimstone, teasingly clad in shadow, accompanied by tunes played on pipes of angel-bone; likewise do we tell of the gifts they might bestow upon one in their favor.

So get them before Hell freezes over!

From beyond through veils sublime

Pass ghostly, o umbral shine

Illuminate in shadow, fade colors, so fallow

Dark dreaming does bidding thine

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

The high society, the creme dela creme, waste often a great amount of money on luxuries and amusement. In a fantasy world, there is sure more to throw out heaps of money for than fancy clothes, shiny jewels and fast horses, mansions and wars...

Whether in pencil-and-paper, or on the computer (Baldur's Gate, Icewind Dale), we've been plagued by the gnome stereotype of foolish inventor and chaotic law-infringing businessman. I guess it's time to change that. I've decided to throw a bone: help me make the gnomes a race worth featuring in an RPG.

What is a forest’s firm support, yet walks ‘round on its own accord?
What’s possessed of a titan’s might, stands before you, yet out of sight?
What soundly spanks with gnarled root a behind that is not good?

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

In seeking to escape serving the Lord of Ravens many a hope flickered and died, for those who oppose him end up serving him after all.

A man of the city in the wild, a man of coin stands at nature's side? Can this go well, can it bear fruit? Will he be worthy, will duty take root?

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

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

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

Salvation to oneself is bought through the salvation of others…

“Swiftly, repent! The Saintmaker is coming!”

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.

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...

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

Once a tool awakened on purpose, the looming stones have outlived their masters but not their purpose

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