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.

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

A short story set in the Locastus universe.

Recycling the dead for the greater good since 1704

The living airships of Locastus, City of Mirrors

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

The susurrating death-bringer of the Northern Moors.

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?

"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....."

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

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

The giants of the Thunderheads

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

The airborne spies of the Bloated Moon

The slums of Locastus

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

"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

Pulp-Horror scenario set in Uppsala, Sweden, in 1938. Short setting package followed by the introductory scenario "House of Spirits". Very generic format for easy adaption to any system. 

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.