The Wise Woman of a small family of the giant hill people known as the Volgotoi, Korara's particular gifts of illusion have allowed her a surprising degree of influence over the local Imperial outpost, helping spare her people the ravages of 'civilization'.

The product of a conjuring gone horribly awry, the Devourer hungers, and it hungers not for anything of this world, nor of the next..

It's round. It's silvery. It's got a handle. It's been used to make a million excellent meals, and even more dogs. It's also got a face shaped dent in the bottom.

A beautiful warrior woman, with a sword and soul of ice.

The proper names and descriptions of a sword's parts.

A brightly colored ink that hardens the skin.

Bursting with an incredible, terrible complexity, the Oraki are a powerful breed of mechanoids, once that blurs the line between machine and man from the other direction.

The result of a disastrous summoning accident involving a fire elemental, a pig farm, and a farmer's daughter, bacon elementals can only be described as delicious.

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?

Forged of destruction, in the name of hatred, Winter's Tempest is a cold echo of its parent blades, yet still it bears the destruction of the frozen elements.

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 faded, yet oddly pristine robes of an ancient healer, this cloth radiates a palpable sense of comfort, of wholeness.

Even as humans can be, the Kel'Regar, too, can be touched by madness, and it can drive them to push to ends incomprehensible by the sane. The work of one such, Kararemi'ar'Salm'Torat, the Menangerie of Mad Creation, is a twisted, living structure, tormented by years of loneliness and incomprehensible need.

The shattered remnants of a divine weapon, a certain amount of power remains in these bits of celestial metal.

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.

A shield of odd design, created not only to parry, but to destroy the foe's ability to attack.

War has begun, and the troops have begun to move. Lying on the border between Esteov and the God's Spine Mountains, Kerrengen Keep secures the main source of fresh water for the capital of Esteov, Lake Kerrengen.

Undead abominations born of the Light, the glow of the Accursed's warped flesh strikes terror into those who behold it.

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

The legacy of a master of the martial arts, the Fistwraps of Hwang are a testament to his sheer willpower.