Legends say that the first of these bows of gleaming steel were crafted by the smiths of the dwarves, who gave them to the first of the land's great kings.

Transformed by the Ghulscorch Ague, the Lords of the Ghouls walk among us...

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

Within the Lands of the Free Cities, the Courts of Justice are a varied lot: Truth and Tragedy mix wildly within their halls.

The customers who find this elusive little shop may leave with more than a simple love potion in their pocket.

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

In a land known only as legend, in a tower that could only be myth, beings of immortal evil wait for freedom. The Ones who Hunger for Pain are coming to give it to them.

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

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

Sailors long to visit the idyllic islands of the generous Zwitter folk...

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

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

Within the Ruddye Draggon, the landlord has more than fresh ale brewing. Can this landmark tavern be saved?

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

Shrouded in rags, this fallen foreign nobleman serves as the lethal right hand of the queen of the beggars.

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

The alchemists of the Hegemon did well, developing an almost undetectable Love Potion.

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

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

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...