The cultural nexus of Locastus and the final resting place of its founders

The dark wizard of Locastus, now long dead and gone..... Or is he?

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

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

Bringer of Oblivion, Reliever of Pain and Devourer of Souls - The Red Honey is the most popular narcoticum in Locastus, city of Mirrors

The susurrating death-bringer of the Northern Moors.

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

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

Recycling the dead for the greater good since 1704

A gigantic, warped edifice, towering over the dark, soot-stained Witherdowns, where human corpses are turned into Deaders.

The slums of Locastus

"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....."

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?

"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 smoke-breathing gnomes of the Thunderheads

A close-quarter combat weapon common in the Locastrian armed forces.

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

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

"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