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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The smoky haze that shrouds this volcanic island hides a deadly legend...

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.

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

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.

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

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

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

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

The spectacular enchantments of Agarn the Impulsive could have been even greater if he had been able to keep any of his apprentices...

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

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

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...