'Seriously, how many books does he have?'

Seven wonders of the Dwarven World

StoneHolt

The greatest city on Neyathis - not built by the hand of man, but by long-gone giants. It is a city of superlatives and place of new beginnings.

Adding a little unexpected to your magic bag of critters or the like.

30 Assassins, both great and pathetic. - Die, by our hands...

The author's quips and comments on making the most of your first submission

Herin are a number of ways your magic item might come into being, apart from something you order from your local wizard.

Spare parts of the Fantasy sort.

A set of 30 Dwarven Treasures, for finding, or stealing.

In the interplay between nations, espionage has always been a tool of statecraft. Those realms with magic have opened to them many more tools for application to spycraft.

- First encountered during the Green War, leading to the loss of Castle Marcharin at the culmination of the Druid's Seige

the Apple Tree of Selilion holds the secret of life and death

The Scratching Stone has always been an area of interest for the local people. A huge slab of granite with a top a couple of acres in area, it is out of place when compared with the other rock formations in the area. It has bore many names - Evenstone, the Great Altar, the Giant's Dinnertable and others lost to time.

A fine chessboard indeed, but do not dwell overlong on your moves...

'No my lord!' cried Herithi. 'Have Mercy! Take my eyes instead!' Why did I say that?! thought Herithi, shock registering through him.My eyes? Shalali protect me...

I would have never had thought one could come to like a rattling pile of walking bones, but Tohm simply grew on me. Watching him play checkers with Formuro was always amusing - whenever he took one of Formuro’s pieces he would rattle his jaw in joy.. From the diary of Professor Ethric, faculty of Divination.

Kazarad the lich watched his minons strip the slain adventurers of their gear, and he being the meticulous type, the gear was sorted into piles. One of larger piles was a heap of iron spikes. 'Why do they all carry those damn things? What am _I_ supposed to with all of those? '

Then a moment of inspiration stuck him.....

"You may have wondered what lead me down this path? It was the simple observation I made while escavating the tomb of an ancient chieftan If only these bones could talk..."

From the personal account of Meridah Onware, in discussion with Professor Siana Tamar.

A wonderfully ornate wood and silk dragon suit of the kind used in the Chinese Dragon dance. Flawlessly crafted, it is a wonder to see.

Lutazum is an immense (32' at the top of it's shell) tortoise which walks on huge 2' thick legs. It is dark green with speckles and looks about with suprising intelligance. On top of its shell are strapped leather containers of all description.