The Obtort Ward is all that remains of what was once an ancient battlefield that was afterwards converted into a mass grave.

Life dies in my wake, sacrificing itself to my hunger

The Masque of Hunger

Perhaps one of the oldest of the humanoid races, the Pelamids are a sort of missing link between terrestrial humans and aquatic merfolk.

Predator, nightstalker, brother to beasts, call me a monster long enough brother and I very well might become one.

Jaurmes, Augrune woodcutter

101 plug and play communities in 10 sub-categories

GET AWAY FROM ME YOU ZOMBIE FREAKS!

Last words of Derrius the Bold

One of the legendary unholy treasures

Also known as the Staff of the Bodyguard

Luchildsburg? Yeah I remember that place, they had the black ale that tasted so bad.

Brumborion's blade, the fang of the north, ice razor, the glacial sword, Givone's Favor

Fewer things under heaven reek
like the lofty spires of Wlatsoom Peak

Vernissage, apprentice bard.

The scent of magic

A slightly atypical stinking swamp festering with goblins

Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook?
Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons?
or his head with fish spears?

Curiosity killed the cat...

An offer, a long voyage, a bitter ordeal, and a knife in the back.

Good and evil? I see neither, I only see law and order opposing chaos and anarchy. Anarchy means blood, death, and poverty. I'll take order and riches over that.

Sokolov the Axiomancer

A fairly average world that happens to be the headquarter site of the Earth Alliance Space Probe Agency (EASPA)

In an age of lawlessness and war, there is one man who stands up against bandits and tyranny. That man is Michael Long, aka…the Gunman

A traveling dungeon of canvas and props...