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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

Once a place where the great merchants of the city met, this decrepit square has become a thriving marketplace for the poor and the unwanted. Many a shady deal has been made among its stalls and hidden recesses.

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

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

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

Driven by a lifetime of anger, Modest Slatterbite and his “Staff of Truth” have come to condemn the “wicked”.

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

The magical glow of the rare Allifendae Tree enthralls some and terrifies others...

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

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

'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?

A gleaming blade of translucent flint, crafted to defend the ancient Hunting People tribe.

Senach, the mighty leader who forged a kingdom from a land of quarrelling clans: The inarguable truth, as told by the druid who crowned him.