Ever wonder what secret a Wizard's beard holds? How did it get so long? Has this man really not shaved for that long?

It was Young Jim's first battle. He was known for being a tireless worker in the field and a very patriotic young man. But he didn't understand this strange armor they put him in... And he didn't know it would be the Last Armor he ever wore.

'One for you,' He mumbled, pouring some rum onto his boots, 'And a few gulps for me, and we’re off.'

He took a large gulp from the bottle, put his boots on, and was out the door in a flash.

"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."

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.

These are the Gods of Food and Eating! Beware their culinary prowess and tremble before the might of their cookery! These are... More Placeholder Gods!

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

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

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...

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

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

The Master walked over to the strange symmetrical mechanism. He flipped it over... The sands of the hourglass began to flow and it whirred to life. "One hour," said The Master, "Practice."

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!

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

Relics of an ancient necromantic faith: A few strange charms and a small black book. What power do these odd devices hide?

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

"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."

Who would want to make food you can’t eat? What purpose does this insane oven exist for?

She wore an odd blue gem stud in her navel, it was a very attractive piece of jewlery. But, I just couldn't seem to get her drunk.

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