Considered to be misshapen freaks or demonic menaces by the superstitious, these many-armed people dwell as outcasts on the fringes of human society, abused and reviled.

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

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

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

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

"Summon the Legions! We shall offer battle within Bleak Vale! This time, OUR cause shall triumph!"

Intrigues and adventures within the glittering courts of the land's nobility: A collection of Tales of Adventure

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

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

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

Legends even to the merfolk, the reclusive Trench Dwellers are a race alien and strange beyond human reckoning.

The hatreds of men have made this island paradise into a quagmire of poverty and corruption.

Even the boldest quake with fear of the Kobelyn Cavalry of Terkuss Tahkhan! Especially if they're on the same side!

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

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...

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

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

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