It's cold up this high, the air is thin and hard to breath. We should find the entrance in the next day or so. I can't eait to find it, I can't wait to be out of this wind...

The PCs come across the stump of a once massive tree. The surface of the stump shows an intricate village rising from it, complete with miniature farms, an inn, a local lord's great house, even a proper wizard's tower.

A slightly atypical stinking swamp festering with goblins

An unusual spell

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

The focus of discontent between Vandergraff and Powlgraff, the Cathedral was built of ambition and rose marble.

A synthetic liquid base common in the Cosmic Era

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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.

The endless dark of the depths, the strength of the tsunami, the drowning embrace of the cold, these are the

The Circle of Pharisrak has existed for centuries, it's assassins are considered to be untouchable. Not one has every been seen, let alone sent to justice.

Why rum all gone?

"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

Seven things I've learned about NPCs

Nestled among the smaller and less noticed store fronts, hidden among the sundry vendors, and purveyors of beads, cheap jewelry, and meat-on-a-stick products in a small building that smells strongly of hot linen, cotton, soap...and goblin.

Brave Olgiherga Ogerhunch, ogre hunter of the Ostrobogs and fenstalker.

The Zombie Strain, as the infection was most commonly known, was actually identified as PrP-1174, a prion.

Organic elements, flowing lines, and an absence of sharp angles and corners all are elements of the Elvenesque style of architecture.

A Hell House is a creepy, spooky, or otherwise sketch domicile where large numbers of people can easily vanish 

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.