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

A world of spirits, that exists alongside to ours.

A strange, mystical box, with many rumours attached, that does not want to reveal its secret...

- "What about that one?"
- "They say he was a chipper back then. Took over his whole family and many more. And now, now he's a real zombie."
Fingers snapped before his face, he didn't notice. He just kept shuffling his cards again, that is all he did. A tear ran down his cheek. He missed the Emotion again.

The task easier than usual, escort a group of pilgrims from the sleepy town of A to the dwarven forges of B, get the bell and return. But...

The most disgusting fungus in the world.

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

Some items simply go wrong, that happens from time to time. But some are created by weird minds, even downright deranged ones, minds too sick to be healed. Guess where this one comes from.

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...

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.

Of fire, but not elementals. Short-lived, yet intelligent. Bound to this world they are, more than most of its mortal inhabitants.

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

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

The large blades slowly rotate, feeding on the wind, you have seen the image before. But could these be feeding on something more?

In a fantastic world of magic, it can be assumed magic is in all living creatures to some degree, and a part of it is with concentration usable for magical purposes - humanoids are typically such users.

It is only logical, that for instance animals should have this magic, too.

Do you need a change in your normal gaming pace? Bored or simply needing something different? Then come here.

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

The hooded man leaves the tavern. The group had been assembled. They had recieved the map. 'Now it begins,' he said. He vanishes.

The mountains are often a desolate place, but not without dangers, or opportunities.

Thinking about my game world and what should happen in it in the not so close future, I came to a simple decision: WAR. This is an article on the topic of war.