The power of the runes comes with a price, one the apprentice Tamford wasn't ready to pay

'Ye've 'eerd th' one 'bout th' king who'll send 3000 gold royals te th' lucky man thet sends 'im a letter back t' test th' Royal Mail, an' ye heerd aboot th' succubus that makes off wi' mens' kitlins after she 'as 'er way wi' em, but ha' ye heerd aboot th' beggar lad that wants a stone from ever' village in th' kingdom?

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

One of the more unnerving of fungi, 'Liche Fungus' has its uses...

Near the center of the forest are the hidden halls that house the Court of Dark Memory, one of the last bastions of the Unseleigh Courts.

In every great film, the seed of a corny adventure can be found...

The peerless heroes of the Eagle Legion died with their sandals on...

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

Wise travelers know to pass wide around Destinen Wood, for few have emerged unscathed from that accursed forest.

A weapon from before the time of men, enchanted in times of legend by the greatest of the land's druids.

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

The spectacular enchantments of Agarn the Impulsive could have been even greater if he had been able to keep any of his apprentices...

In a shadowed alley near Bassage Market, the secretive master of the city's 'resurrection men' studies mysteries of life and death.

Nowhere else in the city would you find a place more tragically downtrodden.

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

When you face a foe in desperate life-or-death combat, there's nothing like getting good and liquored up first...

The Castellan of the Court of Dark Memory loyally serves the Twystened Sidhe, wielding unholy power in his ruthless determination to end an evil curse.

Stalwart men and true, they can be found wherever true heroes gather. What they're doing there is a mystery to all...

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!

Few things are more important to a warrior than to ensure that his… coddes… are well protected, and Red Hatchet was no exception…