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

Just what it says on the tin

A greater examination of the Magician's best friend, his familiar.

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.

30 mystical imps to perch upon your wizard's shoulder and whisper the secrets of magic and the universe.

To Remove All Pain

Etching on the blade of the Anodyne Sword

Cowardly maggots! Bow your thrice cursed heads and thank the goddess that you still draw unworthy breath!

Doyenne Unson

snagged from a tweet, what are seven things you've learned about writing in general, writing for gaming and gamers, or for the citadel?

For too long, the realm of magic has been controlled by the jealous hands of just a few. That time is no more, and though they may resist, the great blossoming of magic cannot be stopped.

Maester Ardund

One of the strangest weapons deployed by Z'pl'rt the Mad

A composite calendar devised by magi based on the movement of the stars rather than the movement of the moon or the sun.

Mind the smell, it is a good place to get preserved meat.

Keep your wits about you man, they are only bullets. Not like we have to brave the damned bird.

Col. Chapman at the Battle of Miner Hill

The Mines are quite old, but even after 700 years, they still produce the Queen's best iron ore...

A famous hero has died, but his dying request was the be buried beneath the willow, and he has asked the PCs if they will carry his body there and bury him.

Named Timberwings; for the girth and strength of their wings were as elder oaks, thick and tireless

There is a place where only the foolhardy and the greedy dare to go. Why do I say foolhardy, because of all of the poor souls who have entered that dark place...none have yet to return.

A psilogist is a man who studies witches and witchcraft in the Kill All Witches setting

30 fantastic monsters to find living in a river. No humanoids, no shapeshifters.

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