The City of Bells, home of Bornegault's Tongue.

Destroyer of Dynasties, Killer of Kings, Bane of Broods, Curse of the Ruling Elite!

After Buddha died, his shadow was still shown for centuries in a cave—a tremendous, gruesome shadow. God is dead; but given the way of man, there may still be caves for thousands of years in which his shadow will be shown. And we—we still have to vanquish his shadow, too.

-Frederick Nietzsche

Food of the gods.

Forsooth!! (whatever the hell that means)

Ever since I bought a copy of Jeffrey Kacirk's Forgotten Words tome, I have become somewhat obsessed with, well...forgotten words. As you read these bizarre, often-silly, and sometimes downright sensible words, phrases and their meanings, you may discover what I did. It seemed that almost every term I came across, instilled some sort of fantasy rpg idea in my head.

I propose a challenge for all word-lovers! Pick any one and do a submission featuring and inspired by said word. Simple enough right? I tried to pick some of the jucier ones.

This can be added to in three ways. Firstly as mentioned, as an entire submission based on one word or phrase. Secondly, more funky archaic terms can be added alphabetically as scrolls, and thirdly, just by using a word or two in future submissions.

If nothing else, these words can be used to pleasantly pepper one's writing!

Or Bearshrews if you prefer. The debate rages on among naturalists. Both names are used interchangeably for these creatures.

Outtakes from the duo's many travels beyond the Polished Sea, cataloging some of the stranger creatures they encountered.

Therianthropes? Lycanthropes? Animorphs? Homo-Zoological-Hybrid-Sapiens? Manimals? Take your pick.

The Whales Graveyard.

A higly misunderstood flora.

Inspired by # 16 on Cheka's 30 Lizard-man Gifts in-work and Coley's Chart of O' Bashing Death. A gift from the lizard-men. A pet crocodile, as loyal as a dog.

During certain years, people in Akgku claim to observe a green flame coming from the sea and erupting upward. It can be observed from a distance of two days' journey or more. After burning for a considerable time, the flame disappears.

—Falklyde Wodinger, Haraconian scholar, in route to wondrous Udross and legendary Akgku.

*Sphhisshh* *Sphhissh* *Sphhissh*

Before there was the National Enquirer, there was Kaboo.

A vulgar name for a very minor creature, granted, yet the whore-spider doesn't seem to mind its appellation.

Viva la Musca!

30+ slightly-off or downright demented flies for your campaign.

They consumed Great G'bod. They partook of the Giant Slug's flesh.

Once a year, and each year in a different place, the wandering bazaar and social gala that is the Thieves Convention is held. Invitations Only!

TOP SECRET! A Pickled Herring

Powlgraff, The Fowl City.