"So you want to be a wizard, eh? Well, then, this week we have a special on the Rite of Greater Induction that I´m sure you will be MOST interested in. Step right into my office and let me tell you more....."

The smoke-breathing gnomes of the Thunderheads

These are the various races of humans in Locastus, City of Mirrors.

A quintessential seedy dive, catering to the lowest of the low, but harbouring a few nasty secrets

A thaumatechnological weapon, an example of the marriage between intricate technological innovation and sophisticated magic engineering.

Power Sigils, Glyphs, Puissant Symbols - The Art of Sigil Magic is everywhere in Locastus, City of Mirrors

Cloaked in mystery, and yet one of the main figures of power in Locastus, City of Mirrors.

The industrial district of Locastus, where huge, cathedral-like factories rise over the low brick houses, and tall ivy-choked chimneys spew out black smoke, day and night.

"If the radiance of a thousand suns were to burst at once into the sky, that would be like the splendor of the mighty one. Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds...."

J. Robert Oppenheimer

'Aye, 'dis here is yer problem, squire. Yer gone and got yerself a Cog Devil infestation in the ol' gear box, haven't ya? Look at the little bugger squirm, eh? Nah, dont be embarrassed, squire. It's better than lice on yer privates, innit? Coz, they're harder to get rid of, they are. And a lot more expensive too..'

Istherm Mild (esq.), licensed steam engine mechanic, overheard advicing one of his customers...

A vast, intricate complex of kilns and forges where the low-grade ore from the Thunderhead mines are turned into steel of unsurpassed quality. What are the secrets of the Acibus Foundry?

The slums of Locastus

The giants of the Thunderheads

"In all my years of research, perhaps the best way I have found to summarize the Hermit of Wither Tor is the name given to him by the inhabitants of the Grassdancer ghettoes. These unfortunates call him, in their own tounge, An´rah Grun´dar Ahr, which roughly translates into He-Who-Speaks-With-His-Fists....."

From "Locastus and beyond", by Darius Moak

The airborne spies of the Bloated Moon

One of the Locastrian Regiments, footsoldiers with a reputation for savagery and a predilection for the meanest, dirtiest assignments.....

The most common fire-arm in the Locastrian armed forces.

The living airships of Locastus, City of Mirrors

Deep in the rugged Thunderhead mountain range lies the valley of Akelor, once a paradise, now a battleground where reality itself struggles to contain an alien, evil infestation

An adventure, Sourcebook and Monster Compendium set in the Locastus universe

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