Behold, the Mountain of the Snow Bunnies!

Milord I do present a uniquely industrious city located on the periphery of the Sea of Grass and the bawn of the Ganhojol Forest.

Gauranteed to protect you from nightmares, hexes, and the diseases of the loins

A haint is a pursuing ghost, or a ghost that follows or chases the living, and comes from Southern vernacular. In the fantasy setting, a Haint is a semi-corporeal entity that exists, but is neither alive nor dead, and not undead or constructed. They are an enigma.

By Merlin's Beard!

Seemingly cast out of vast sheets of crystal, glass and ice, the Sorcerer's Palace is a breath taking wonder of the city. Few doubt the benevolence of Emet the White who makes his abode within the palace that is as much a work of art as it is a home.

Hearthstones are actually the main part of a fireplace, but in this context, it is a magical item that is made into the focal point of a house for the DungeonVerse

Eager to steal some of that sweet sweet encounter suit money, DitKorp Klidergruppen engineered a cuirass based suit if light body armor, largely based on the composite coalition suit.

Enacted roughly 4 years ago, the Dungeon Preservation act sought to map out and better understand the dungeon ecosystem, and to protect it.

Department of Dungeon Preservation

GET AWAY FROM ME YOU ZOMBIE FREAKS!

Last words of Derrius the Bold

30 job types/classes for PCs in the Cosmic Era

To many, the clerics of the Gods of Death are reviled as evil monsters, conspirators of demons, and raisers of undead armies. How often is the common perception wrong?

What is it that hangs from such a fine belt? Tis a sword of Righteous Slaying, and a Mace of Disintegration. A pouch of Perfect Invisibility Dust, and a wand of Endless fireballs?

Good sir, This must be the Belt of Munchkin-kind

In the royal year 451, also known as the year of Red Leaves, something strange occured. A star fell blazing from the heavens, in to the Midlands. Imperial Wizardry could be sent to examine the object. However things changed in the area. Royal Viziers were unable to postulate a cause for the matter, but the fact that none of the countyfolk were alive led to the whisper of one, chilling word. Zombie.

None left upon the Mountain, my brothers in arms.

Motto of the Society of the White Azalea

Strange girl fashionista gang

I bring the sword, nothing more...

Curiosity killed the cat...

Give me your greenskins, your mobz, and your grunts

The Wanderer is a demigod/demiurge associated with travel