Fiery doom in two handy barrels. Unsurpassed destructive power. Comes with a five shot warranty.

Salvation to oneself is bought through the salvation of others…

Another scary child's toy...

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?

As a way of defining your character better

A tool of war, given free will to foster stife and conflict, that used that very same free will to become a messenger of peace.

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!

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.

Two young nobles, enmity between their families. Where have we seen this before?

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...

The greatest of chieftains, uniter of the hordes, harbringer of chaos, many names he held, yet what is the truth behind one of the greatet Orc leaders of all time?

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

Some elves lose patience teaching the 'young' races, and set out to employ harsher methods. A few doubt the very intent of mother nature, and set out to bring their own vision to life.

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.

A place more holy than any other

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?

It is the tortured and imperfect souls who most often cannot find a clear path to the afterlife. Weighted down by sins unforgiven, sins for whose forgiveness they never ask, sins they never regretted.
To be added to Remaking Undead when finished

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.

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

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