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

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.

"A-Wan, A-Wan, A-Wan". Awanggis is an unassuming place blessed with good clean water from a subterranean source.

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

Powlgraff, The Fowl City.

Pets mind you. Not exotic monster companions. No saddled dire-boars to be found here. No purple worm caravans.

Vog's Children, the Lava-Oil Symbiotes

Et deprecabantur eum spiritus dicentes mitte nos in porcos ut in eos introeamus (Mark 5:12)

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

The Horrors and Wonders of a distant, sun-drenched land. Everything you need to run a desert campaign!

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.

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

Spare me your Epics!

Wieberburl, home of the peculiar Book-Fish.

Space-Faring, Hard-Rocking, Metal-Grinding, Star-Tripping, Deathdealing, Dwarves.

Food of the gods.

30 unique ships, for those times when you need one on the fly. The class or type of each ship is provided. Included are three odd ones from the pages of history.

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