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

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

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

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

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

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

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Few are the sons of men who have come to understand the ways of the Volgotoi, the huge warrior race commonly referred to as Ogres.

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

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

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

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!

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

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

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 final triumph of a twisted astrologer, this splendid sphere hides a terrible secret.

An ancient yew tree, touched by Death himself and chosen to be his witness throughout time.

Travel broadens the mind... If you survive the journey. A collection of Tales of Adventure

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.

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

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.