To the vulture, the body of the lion down below seemed to be a tasty morsel. It appeared to be slightly swolen with the beginnings of decay, but that was to be expected. He dived down, landed beside it, and bit deeply inside it.And the body exploded, showering him with entrails, blood, and a strange dust.

He preened himself to get as clean as possible, ate his fill and flew off. And an hour later he fell dead to the ground, and his body began to swell with the spores and fibres of the Corpse's Revenge.

I bring the sword, nothing more...

Herein are listed 30 Barkeeps, Bartenders, or proprietary owners of the drinking and sleeping establishments so frequented by adventurers and their loyal henchmen.

The numorous denizens of Thanethia all in one place.

Used to this day, it is used when a person knows they are out matched but they need anything they can to help rid themselves of their foes.

The Whales Graveyard.

The Continent of Bylarian is much like the European part of the Eurasian continent. The Lands, which are west of The Great Divide Mountains are considered part of Bylarian.

The Lost City of Paldor was never really lost. Everyone knew where it was. However, nobody could get to it. Unknown to most, recent Land-Waves (Earthquakes) have opened up the paths to Paldor.

A little snug for me, but you...a perfect fit.

The Hill Folk are friendly, as well known for their crafts as their crops.

Organic elements, flowing lines, and an absence of sharp angles and corners all are elements of the Elvenesque style of architecture.

''A thousand of the vile things we set alight, crying aloud the prayers of the Holy Redeemer as the demonic abombinations screamed in a chorus of almost human agony, utterly helpless against the flames that consumed their monstrous and deformed bodies. Never again will another human grace the banquet of these accursed fiends. But it pleases me even more to say that the gold which is so abundant in this heathen land, is now the sole propety of a nation blessed by the One God. No more will these repellent false deities lay claim to that which we have wrested from their worshippers''. -Corand Rogad, Conquerer of Tahutol

It's not a weapon that kills people, it are the poeple who do so...

If only the one wording such comment knew better!

From Strolen: (Items) Village has a nearby natural substance that comes from the ground and burns well when lit. They use it only locally and try not to let the secret get out.

The Port that Tea Built

Found at the best cafes, and commanding the highest prices...

Come ye who HUNGER!

To see one of the wolfkin running is an inspiring sight, they move as if they had wings instead of legs, as if they were not tied to the ground, but could soar among the clouds

Nothing but snow, nothing but ice and snow. I fear we will all loose our minds out here. Even the caves have frozen into ice...

from the collected notes of an unknown explorer.

Clad in black armor, perched atop a black destrier, Ourange is the image of the mercenary-lord...