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

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

A simple and fun fantasy octopus ready to be used as an ally, pet, or interesting meal

'Music is the wine which inspires one to new generative processes, and I am Bacchus who presses out this glorious wine for mankind and makes them spiritually drunken.' ~Ludwig van Beethoven

You see a glowing figure, four feel tall, it looks like it has been waiting for you. Suddenly, it flies right through you, and it looks like its coming around for another pass...

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.

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 mighty Demon, now trapped and confused, may make for a powerful ally.

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.

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...

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

A candle inside of a skull is a typical creepy feature in cultist's lairs or haunted places, but what if they served a more practical purpose?

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

Here we go! Everything you need for the next barfight that railroads the players into a party. Yes!

Hazenbrazen & Gribaldy: Two Necromancers taking over the world one corpse at a time.

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

The secret device behind the most feared corrosive substance to ever plague the mortal realms.

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

'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.

"Aww, dang, did you fart again?" asked the Jordy, The Knight.
"No, screw you! I didn't fart in the first place!" replied The Scoundrel, Harris. What they didn't know was that the Smelbinders could hear their every word.