From beyond through veils sublime

Pass ghostly, o umbral shine

Illuminate in shadow, fade colors, so fallow

Dark dreaming does bidding thine

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.

Some sovereigns prefer a different sort of tax from their subjects - whether freely given, or taken by force.

Honor beyond death, duty beyond the grave. An eternity of damnation for an eternity of servitude.

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...

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

Sing to me and I shall write, on lilies, poetry of the night.

Alive with emotion -
Constantly in motion -
With inner voice, 'hind innocent face -
a cunning mind -
Metal fairies in the depths of space?

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

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

Another scary child's toy...

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

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

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

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?

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.

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

A place more holy than any other

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