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.

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

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!

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

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.

Despair! Despair! The Dread Crow’s Glare!

Food of the gods.

NC-17

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

Wieberburl, home of the peculiar Book-Fish.

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

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

“Like a great, green god he stalks the savannah!”

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

What thieves convention can be complete without the ubiquitous Black Market! The specifics can obviously be as varied as one's imagination. In fact, please consider this as the scroll it's intended to be. The more stalls and booths the merrier!! Scras and I would like to see forty or so by next years convention. These are just twelve random ones we came up with. Some are quite standard, while others slightly more unorthodox. Maggot, your 'thief bugs' & their insidious proprietor go here.

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

A higly misunderstood flora.

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

The Whales Graveyard.

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