These are the items magic-users and alchymists would be really creating: minor, useful, and easy to sell.

If you know books, you know what they can do with you.

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

What happens if you actually get what you have been looking for, all the time ?

The tragic fate of the legendary beauty has left traces behind until this day.

Tales are leaking from below the Iron Hills, that an unnamed winged terror can be seen on the sky on the darkest of nights. What creature it is, nobody knows, but some of the disappearances in the harsh place are said to be its work. If the moon is hidden, nightly travellers are warned to stay from roads and open places.

The pride of this tribe has led it to ruin. The only thing that remains is to die with pride.

Are you a friend of adventures that bring you closer to the ultimate truth, that help you to learn your world, and teach you a valuable lesson? Or at least provide you with useful means upon your further journey? Then, my friend, better stay clear of the following things...

One of the things you always carry around, and never give it a second look. But even a second look would not help to reveal this one.

These are mystic traditions and their attendant sources.

A wizard forced to rule over others, now deceased.

- "Course heading, Captain?"
- "Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning."

'The only creature, that can be victorious on any battlefield, is the raven.'

The many ways of the Citadel to bind ideas together.

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

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

This was such a nice place to spend a good evening. Now, everyone who wins a little money is found dead the other day! I bet the owner is up to something...

What kind of interesting Afterlife(s) do the people have in your game world(s), whether they believe in it or for real? Is there hell(s), or paradise(s), or something in-between? What happens when people die?

The lowly Undead cannot be a true replacement for a living well-motivated workforce. But Undead do not tire, they do not have moods (well none worth marking), they do not require pay or lunchbreaks, and can work 24/7, if properly controled. So until activists start to fight for Undead rights, they are an interesting option.

A race of little peoples, that have found the key to immortality. Sadly, it has evolved to more of a curse than of a blessing.