Be it a tank, mech, aircraft, or warship, the same basic rules apply for writing speculative fiction about them.

Appearing in the form of a massive bloody spider, the Bone Stitcher is one of the more macabre creations of the infernal...

Sound the call of alarm and light the fires in the trenches, the time for war is upon you!

A tall lanky man with a distracted air, well versed in arcanotechnology, parapsychology, and a collector of molds, spores, and fungus.

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

Untold years, laying in the deep
Sheltered in the sepulchre earth
Borne by the dead who never speak
Funeral Gold and Grave Silver
Beware the gift
Beware the giver

Most folk would call an argillomatus a clay golem. They would be wrong.

The darkens as travelers draw near, the wind begins to pick up, to howl. Here, the sun does not shine, the stars and moon are forever hidden by the Stormshroud, the eternal storm...

All of his life Fflam lived in the shadows of greater and more terrible demons than himself. One day he would show them all...

Knowing is Half the Battle, red and blue lasers are the other half.

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

You're walking through the forest when you encounter...

Madness lingers there, in the broken corners of his mind.

This organization began with a simple idea to protect the common people from the danger of magic run amok. Far too many disasters and atrocities were being commited by irresponcibe, evil, or mad wizards with no one to answer to but their own degraded consciences. But like so many things, it started off good and has shifted to the dark side.

A gun made by the God of the Dwarves

To the winds with memorizing spells and counting mana points.

Crazy old woman, selling pieces of bone and fake charms. The fact that the villagers even tolerate the old eye-roller hag demonstrates a lack of piety to the Faith.

Abbot Bilwhite

The Food Riots is a generic plot for use in the Cosmic Era

Never judge a man until you've walked a mile in his shoes.

Queens of the forest, the Loru Valsharris are respected by elf, dryad, and ent alike.