My Sword is yours, milord...

Why rum all gone?

'Listen!'
'Listen to the Wind! Listen to Crackling Fire! Listen to the Groan of the Mountain! Listen to my Voice! Listen and you will See through the Smoke! See the Old Ways of our Forefathers! See the Glory of our Clan! See the Might of our Race!'
—Horn-Of-Plenty, Shaman of the Thorondrim Minotaurs, leading his people in the Khuugrad

I'm beging to wonder if there can be victory? Please don't let this go on...

Memoirs of the Nameless soldier

While Ozea, Dreifach, and Sangreal are the main cities of Falhath, they are by no means the only ones.

...and a little something extra for yourself

The undisputed head of the Trinity, and the story of Falhath's oldest folk hero.

Clad in a rainment of silver scale and chain armor, Ixia is the second member of the Trinity

The Axe has long been the symbol of Ozea, and the weapon of choice from the common footsoldier to the one time King.

Resembling more a beetle than a seacraft...

Voz's bones! It's been a long time coming come in and welcome to Ozea me guest.

Creator of the Black Book, the primogen tome of necromancy, few names are as feared or reviled as that of Mastere.

Yet another cloak of shadows...

A society lost to its own demands of innovation.

From the Observation Log of the Gnomish Inventor, Scholar, and Sub-Mariner Lezarde Kurye...

Hot fry here, get your hot fry!

Tell me what you eat and I'll tell you what you are...

homunculi of the Old World, epargner daemons were once as common as cats...

From a former Imperial Satrapy to the Kingdom of Trinistine, Falhath has had a colorful and varigated history.

The sun has set upon the Kingdoms of Men, may night have mercy on us...

Opening Quote of the Book of the Black Rose