Recycling the dead for the greater good since 1704

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

A short story set in the Locastus universe.

The airborne spies of the Bloated Moon

The living airships of Locastus, City of Mirrors

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

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

"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

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

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

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

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

"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 susurrating death-bringer of the Northern Moors.

The Broan, an enigmatic, amphibious species of unknown origin, that lives in the salt-water marshes to the east of Locastus.

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

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

The headquarters of the Whores´ Guild

The giants of the Thunderheads

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