These are mystic traditions and their attendant sources.

"I walked through the poor's quarters, and my eye was not harmed. All functional, and simple, and crude, made on the whims of fate and delivered by immediate need.
I walked through the merchant's quarters, and my eye was bored. Pretensions where nothing backed them, striving for appearance without substance, evidence of changing wealth, too much only began, too much never finished.
I walked through the place where the powerful lived, and my eye was tired. Too much of attempted beauty turned hideous, and a lack of taste was made worse by willing lackeys.
But then I've seen the treasure of the city. A cathedral, that was part of the sky, columns, and arches to carry the weight of the world, shapes to let your mind fly along, and ornaments to stop by. A place to ponder, to be pleased to be alive, to accept suffering, and to realize your mistakes. This is a place I could learn from."

The Heart that beats slowly in the dark.

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...

'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.'

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

A wizard forced to rule over others, now deceased.

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.

The most disgusting fungus in the world.

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.

Masters of the sea, men of courage and honor, these you will find here and none other.

Beginning adventurers have a hard time to find the right employment... let us try and help them!

An item of legend, that may not even exist. But many still desire it, and many fear its possible use.

The simple graves of a folk long gone, these are still favoured by graverobbers.

- "This is train CIV1181, kilometer 15 right after the station. There is a person close to the track on my left side. Could you send somebody to look at it."
- "Understood. Anything suspicious?"
- "He simply lies there. And I think he was there yesterday, too..."

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

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...

Deep forests hide many secrets, and traditions older and stranger than civilization itself.

Winter time is a wonderous time for adventure.

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