"That not normal dark. My eyes can not see in it." - Bloodrock, Orcish Warrior.

Don't run blindly for the silver vein or you will never see that what you seek is pain.

"Are you crazy? There ain't no such thing. It's all fairy tales for the stupid and desperate. Even if it were, they all say it's cursed or something. Get back to work."

With a twitch of the leg and the push of a button; Houston's boots emitted a massive amount of steam and he was sent headlong into the air.

This is a wretched tome of oceanic blasphemy; a foul water-stained, bone-white binder of bitter dead-men's secrets and a guide to Nautical Necromancy useful in the hands of the young sea-faring necromancer or the Great Lich Umeen herself.

A ShortBow created by a community of Gnomes who liked to simplify things. It has three strings. Each string has a very different effect.

As soon as he had set his eyes upon The Sword of all Swords he knew it must be the perfect blade for him. And he would stop at nothing to possess it!

He had done it a hundred times, taken eyes. It was so easy by now, he rarely used a spoon or knife, but, with his own fingers, would pilfer those beautiful orbs from the skulls of the deceased...

The Cursed form of poor Shump Thokk. He will offer helpful advice to anyone who dons the helmet.

“Oh look, a glass wall between us and the treasure.”

Welcome, Lads, to Thunder Reef. A marvel of magical energies existing in harmony with the local fauna. Here, in Thunder Reef, you can find a large variety of oceanic creatures just overflowing with sonic energy. From the lowly Cacophony Crab, to the mighty Thunder-Squid, we will be taking a look at all of them today.

Bringing more fantastic elements to the old classic.

The follow string of Mirror-folk evolutions, Mihradhz, Mihrral, and Mihradamagus, are collectively known as The Mirr. They are all curious and slightly annoying, each in their own way. They advance through their lives by pestering the rare mortals who visit their plane.

"All I could do was stare as my strange opponent hefted his key-like lance. He told me my armor would only hinder me in this fight. I didn’t believe him at the time, but he was right."

Drink deep from the Moon-Cup, let its powers quench your thirst, or even save your marriage.

Soft, squeezable, and potentially deadly. Mallow is to be cuddled and feared!

The Assassin looked at the scroll, smiled and put it away. His work was done...

"Wear this ring, My Student, and you will never perform another act of perversion and thus remain pure."

30 Orcish Ornamentations of Outlandish Awesomeness and Some Ordinarily Uninteresting Objects Overcome with Ogreish Opulence!

A wet brown sack... FULL OF MAGGOTS!