A short story set in the Locastus universe.

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?

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

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

'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...

The airborne spies of the Bloated Moon

The smoke-breathing gnomes of the Thunderheads

Bringer of Oblivion, Reliever of Pain and Devourer of Souls - The Red Honey is the most popular narcoticum 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.

The giants of the Thunderheads

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

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

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

The slums of Locastus

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

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

The headquarters of the Whores´ Guild

"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

A gigantic insect, native to the arid badlands of northern Aquur, where fierce desert warriors roam the dunes, and the sand storms can flay a man to the bone in minutes.