A beacon of brilliant white stone surrounded by black, clutching death..

Nothing like a slug to clean up a mess...

The Lord of Agony, He of Corpulent Pain

While one cannot deny the beauty of the Giant Foxglove, it is tempered by the knowlage that the beauty hides its deadly nature.

What follows is an passage from the journal of the famous Beastiographer Laans Torier

'Many have said the Old Men of the mountain were mere myths, or had been wiped out by the Theosians many years ago, but I am staking my reputation on the fact that they do in fact still exist!'

In some ways, the Dwarves of Urek were ahead of their time. Masters of metallurgy and alchemy, they had numerous technologies the human kingdoms were unaware of.

One of man's most successful domestications has been that of the dog. Even in our world, the variation that has been bred is truly astonishing. It only seems natural that a world filled with magic and the supernatural could yield even greater variety. This is a collection of some of these possibilities.

A fantastic fortune in the remains of a drowned realm.

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.

This alchemy shop has two faces - its above ground establishment which serves the general public with the typical love potions, cure-alls and whatnote, and a ‘secret' below-ground operation which is where the real action is...

The Grinder was instituted as a capital punishment for the worst murderers and criminals.

The Big Picture of the World of Nyathis, for the time being...

Swords are deliverers of death to the living. This one offers something more to those already dead...

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

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.

"...I'll be damned if I go within a league of the Girders. Death is there on eight damn legs clicking and chugging away." Ex-salvager Tim McClanny

Beware this wizardly cadaver! His spells might not kill you, but you will wish they had…

Hachnar T' Velstrad

An insular alchemist walking two paths..

The Grand Forge of Karak is known more generally as the Forge of Woe, for none can use it and remain untouched.

An item to increase the comfort of the dreaded Cold Camp.