"Humans think of plants as food and decoration, but they are living creatures in their own right."

The Thoron. The great crystal ones. The Speakers of Lightning. The unstoppable wall. The unmovable force. Many are their names, few are their numbers, even less is the understanding Man has of them.

Frozen to death by a penny pinching, cruel landlord, the Frozen Woman has found her vengeance against her killer, and now seeks to destroy those who might do unto others what was done unto her.

The legendary blacksmith, founder of clan Ironspirit, and he whom brought the steel of the Gods themselves to mortal man.

When man thinks of the wild, he thinks of the lush greenery of the forest, of the majestic plains and the deep mountains. He thinks of the elegant wild deer, of the mighty bear and the stealthy wolf. But there is another side to nature. This is the Legacy of one who learned.

Those cast out of eternal life by the Great God Juffo find themselves lost forever in the Non. Here, away from both His Holy Warmth and the cold, harsh vengance of His Adversary, Zeln, there is truly nothing.

Ringed round by ancient political foes, this ancient nation finds itself dealing with a powerful foe, one with far more sinister hungers than money or land.

'She's dead, Jim.' 'We have the technology, we can rebuild her.' '... Yes. But should we?' 'We must, in order to counter his scheming.' 'Then we'll do it.'

Consisting of the most fundamental concepts of the universe, the Six are the deities upon which all other things rest. Their very existence and interaction defines the world.

Even the Thoron may thirst for knowledge, and Embraced-A-Star has chosen the most direct route it can find to new discoveries. It chooses to go where no other creature can.

Though each drone possesses little intelligence of its own, together, they are the Kth'k'k'kt, who span the stars.

All know that Elves cannot die, and that Men do. All know that Men go unto the Underworld upon their death, and that the Elves retire unto the Spiritual Elysium. Yet in the Great Scheme, where goes the one with one foot in the Underworld, and one foot in the Realm of Spirit?

Man, too, is a primal creature, though he binds himself with the chains named Reason and Law, locked link by link from birth. Yet, those locks can be opened, the links broken, in both the savage world of the street-slum, and in the gilded cages of nobility.

One such creature is the countess-to-be, Alia duBois, who crouches within her golden jail, a puma waiting paitently to maul her captors...

Located on a world near the heart of Kel’Regar space, Nath’ar’Selass’Resan is a world renowned amongst that kind for it’s beautiful art, high technology, and the absolute lack of things that can kill a woman in dignified fashion.

The high ambassador of the Kel’Regar to the Earthling federation, the unearthly Ku’ar’Riss is a terrifying creature to behold, her desires as dark and alien as her skin.

A mid-sized sailing ship with an embedded Shard of the Storm.

The crystal dragons of Sogth VII are strange and sinuous beasts, be they stalking across the land on their four legs, and swimming through the ammonia seas.

"Let death be not only merciful, but elegant."

The final creation of Albert Uhrzeit, commonly named the Lord Chronomancer in popular literature, the Void Golem is the ultimate expression of his mastery over the stuff of time and space itself.

A summary of the tools, weapons, and transports of the Kel’Regar.