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.

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.

“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

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

Another scary child's toy...

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

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?

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

A place more holy than any other

There are large and small crickets, each was unique.

Seldom does one see a Dunshar 'nude', as an amorphous masses of jelly. They can animate mud, earth, stone or metal, and use them as a body to shield their fragile self.

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

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

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

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.

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.

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...

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?