Blessed Yandrick, spare my herd from the Hoof Rot, and let the thieves and bandits seek elsewhere! Let my swine grow fat and strong, that they might be sold at market, so my children will have enough food this winter!

An Empire was brought low by the vile astrologer Magnus Magisterius, but that was only the beginning of his evil.

The drink was a rare vintage with a light, fruity aroma, but one glass was not enough. It left the drinker craving something more...

Legacy of the sorcerous Shetam Kham, these complex rites allow even the most evil of accursed items to be reclaimed.

In the heart of the storm dwell the aerial creatures known as tempest blades.

Many hearts have been lost to the hypnotic beauty of the Elves' immortal Queen; others have bowed to the grandeur of the Lord of the Forest. You don't think that happens by itself, do you? They send for Boldrei!

The evil fruit of Necromancy within the depths of the Aelfen forests may tap into a power older and more sinister than ever seen in human lands...

Ancient Egypt, Land of the Pharaohs: What will you find among the eternal sands?

Come! Hear Uncle Jehan's band, by the river's side...

A half-breed son of the Volgotoi, Vorodon seeks to find his place in a world that rejects his kind.

The Wizards of the Guild have found the remains of the legendary dragon Alturgerax, but they're not sharing!

Before the honored dead are placed in their sarcophagi of alabaster, they come to the Villa of the Embalmers.

An ancient yew tree, touched by Death himself and chosen to be his witness throughout time.

The city of the Bright People fell, but the spirit of its people remains. A legend of the Ouzquin Dremorix.

Few men truly know the Earth Children and their enigmatic rulers, the Loresingers. These keepers of ancient secrets are among the greatest allies, and the most subtle enemies, that humanity could ever know.

The Heretic Corvius bore a silken banner into battle, a blood-red standard embroidered with the ominous figure of a serpent.

The Connoisseurs of the land would remember Vigo Telaggio's masterpiece, but not in the way he'd intended...

None could deny that the Torner the Fearless' heartbroken widow did mourning well.

Sometimes, the places remember. Where Destiny's threads intertwine, echoes of the past live again.

The villagers paid dearly after they slew the stuttering old crone!