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

Save/Help the Halflings! They offer rewards. Material and otherwise.

Beachcombing and coast-hugging, fantasy style. Animal, mineral, and vegetable. Sea-Junk. Flotsam and jetsam. Encounters and other oddities.

Hot off the Press! These are not your eldritch manuals or ancient folios of doom. These are random books, a GM can use whenever a PC reaches for a shelf, which usually happens when said GM is least expecting it. These can be found in most libraries, many private homes, and anywhere else one could expect to find a book. More than a few have some built-in plot hooklings as well, while others, like many books of our age, are plain drivel.

For the coddling of the weak and mewling shall one day be the Downfall of All Races!

—Morkoel Rasher, denouncing Moleskin in verse.

Powlgraff, The Fowl City.

Beware the amphibious wolves my child, and most of all, avoid the red-eyed crow!

A short tale about a shovel, a spade, and two trowels

Shadows gather...and linger.

TOP SECRET! A Pickled Herring

The sea is calm, the morning mists clear, the seagulls cry out, and land comes into view

Wherever the PCs have gone recently, they have heard the talk. The Doomsday Machine of Toothless Amalgam has stopped spitting out birdseed. The End is nigh.

Spare me your Epics!

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

A peculiar guild of specialists. "Flick your ticks, slice your lice, squeeze your fleas."

Come visit Qacha’s Neck. Home of the Worlds Oldest Cat

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

The Age of Vog...The Unending Winter of Discontent, The Epoch of Smoke and Ash.

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.

'When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,'

-Shakespeares 29th Sonnet.