Random encounters suitable for in or near a major city, capitol, or such 

Being a Decepticon is a deep and personal decision, one not taken lightly.

'For days, we've heard nothing but cricketsong, from the coming of dust to an hour past dawn. Nothing he happened, but I'm sure something will.'

last journal entry, Traggion the Explorer

7 magical candlesticks

"There is something about the outside of a horse...that is good for the inside of a man."

Winston Churchill

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.

"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

Go forth to war my son, and be absolved of your transgressions.

St. Acre the Just, Confessor General

'Don't you go foolin around in the fens buy. Moeder Moeras don't care none if you mean no offence or just want to fill your wicker creel with fish. She'll have your guts for fishnets and your bones for soup.'

Paulis the Riverguide

Brutal are the Seitch raids that come up out of the vast waste of the Calcobrinan desert. They come clad in dusky browns, bearing black iron weapons, raiding for food, water, gold, and women.

Herein are listed 30 Barkeeps, Bartenders, or proprietary owners of the drinking and sleeping establishments so frequented by adventurers and their loyal henchmen.

A brutal type of footwear.

A hyper-prototype war machine intended to replace mecha, aerospace craft, and armor vehicles.

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.

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

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

Many claim him to have been of their own, be they mages or clerics, thieves or warriors. Such was the legacy of Atal, the Wise Councilor.

Courtly contessas, contributed and collaborated upon by Citadelians!

The art of putting spells within spells.

Via Humanitae - For Humans to live and thrive, non humans must be removed.