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

Kranno the Goblin didn't know what to do with his mastery of the art of skulking until he met the frustrated poet Vonyich Festelgabber.

Even the sinister Aelfen lords of the Unseleigh Court knew to fear the eldritch vengeance of the Horned Lord.

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.

"How far? Ye'll know ye've found Malver's Way when ye sees the Arch."

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...

Seldom will you see such a distinguished veteran: A man of action, who always seems to have what a soldier needs!

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

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

'Build a road, wide and surrounded by beautiful architecture, to lead from Guilders' Court to the new palace,' the Regent commanded Master Thraso.

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

In the depths of Destinen Wood, the grotesque pets of the Dark Lady lurk, belching forth their vile webs.

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!

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

These beautiful women first steal your heart, then your mind, then your soul...

The ancient sages knew: To see beyond the veils of Death, you must become as one dead.

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.

"The Tower of Ill Omen!" the old gypsy gasped as she glimpsed the shattered structure at the mountain's peak.

Within the lost tomb of Abu Khanut, Agarn the Impulsive brought the forgotten priest's curse down upon his student, Alain Piercetongue. Now the wrath of an ancient god stalks the desert sands.

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