You came here in that? You are brave

Be it salt, wheat, silk or gold, money is money lad.

1-Autonomous Armour

The PCs come face to face with the Big Bad in a fine stately home when he or she casts a spell and the suits of armour lining the walls draw their swords and slowly clank to the attack.

An energy dense supermaterial

18.) The Returning Veterans: These warriors are on their way back from a grim, hard fought war. Fatigue and weariness, despair and anguish are written on their features. Their honor drives them to complete one last mission, but they sense that they may never survive it.

Wulfhere, 30 Stalwart Bands

These items, potent wards against spirits, were once commonplace. Following the end of the old Empire the methods of their manufacture was lost and none new have been made in the intervening centuries.

With but a name, these places fill common folk with apprehension and dread

Ever collecting books, knick-knacks, gewgaws and endless heaps of strange oddments and tidbits

Life in the Two Kingdoms is polarized between the now seemingly endless conflict between the noble elves of Elvindorm and the ruthless Sidious Prax and her allies. While this is the dominant conflict, by no means is it the only one. East of these two powers, beyond the paling of the Jokulsmorder, the land is desolate and savage, with survival being a greater concern that ideals and politics. This is the hardscrabble soil that the township of Draachenhaur grew from.

We made a mistake, we assumed they were normal goblins, short and cranky as they were. We thought the horns were some sort of decoration or one of their fetishes. The horns were attached and they were much more than mundane grots. They were hell grots. 

Greentails, sirens, mermaids, merfolk, the creature you think of when you hear these names is a Tangaroa.

"a new (scientific) truth does not triumph by convincing its opponents and making them see the light, but rather because its opponents eventually die, and a new generation grows up that is familiar with it."

Max Planck

She rose from the waters and cast her eyes across us. I dropped my spear, and the man who was moments before intent on my death did the same, letting his sword and shield fall to the sand at our feet. Let it not be said that the gods do not care for the deeds of men, nay they do care. And in our bloody case, they dissapproved.

Egads! Don't you humans understand how freaking repulsive you look? I'm getting sick to my stomachs right now... urp...

Nempori Diplomat Ocan

30 more limitations to the practise of magic, aka Why Everyone Cant be a Magic User

The original piece of hardware for controlling a mech

The earth is bleached white, and brittle underfoot. Ribs and vertebrae litter the ground like driftwood and in the distance, colossal bones of slain giants rise like hungry fingers clawing at the iron grey sky. The wind rises, howling through the empty eye sockets of hollow skulls. A rain of hail begins, pelting the ground with fingerbones and teeth.

Welcome, ye miserly sinners. Welcome to Hell.

The Pretty Princess Scroll

The land of Airithrin is a horrible place, a land of reeking fumes and geysers of flame, lakes of lava and the strange life forms that emerge when elementals breed with mundane creatures

As it says on the tin