'That was the second lynching this month. And last week they haven beaten some old sod that could barely crawl home.'
'Well, he was a drinker and bad to his wife, sir. It is really hard work they do, and not for much pay. But sir, we are doing wonderfully, all is going as planned and better!'
'Yes, the cathedral could be built months before expected, if we can keep up this speed. You are all doing great work, I'll be sure to inform the Patriarch. Just take care no accidents happen anymore.'

Winter time is a wonderous time for adventure.

Half-serious, half-silly, a scroll of cosmetic and related products for the undead amongst you. Use and abuse at your own risk.

When want and famine stalk the land, a strange tower of ashes appears in the village common, a tower holding the sacrifices of the unworthy. Those who have the courage may reclaim these treasures...

On the road you meet... a fiery fire dragon! The mighty Xeatoxx is not some random encounter without purpose. He, though he is the last to admit, has a serious problem.

Hold through, little Selva, do not close your eyes. It is not sleep, that comes so lightly to you. Soon you will rest under the Shroud, and wake up when the spring comes.

Dungeons, should make sense, in an ecological way. However, to have life, you need to have a physical place to use them. This expands upon the ecological dungeon, giving it a framework to exist in.

The Challenge:
Think of any bizzare life-form, WHATEVER life-form that lives a not-so-standard way. Not the way common sense would expect it. Make it in some way logical or not, just forget the boring everyday logic.

Books of all kinds and purposes, their short summaries as well as wide descriptions, come and enjoy.

Magic is a strange power, that can be harnessed (or not?), but never fully understood. Magic should be unique. Magic could be REALLY unique on this one world...

'Did ya hear that? There's riches found every night, all over the town! No way you can miss that!'

Mathom, the God of Delays, is an overlooked but powerful entity. Few worship him, but many remember him with word and deed.

Traps need to make sense. Somebody must of made it for a specific purpose.

These are the worlds and planets encountered by daring space explorers.

A collection of plot hooks for a game on the road, or more precisely, on the route.

Globs are a partially amorphous life-form of the shape-changing kind.

The Stargate universe has revealed to humanity many of its secrets, and left more open. One of the most persistent mysteries stay the Furlings.

A world of spirits, that exists alongside to ours.

The members of this obscure order specialize in growing funghi. Growing, researching and studying many kinds, they even try to create new ones.

Traps gathered from the remains of a dead site. Honour and enjoy what ingenious traps were created by people unknown...