30 fairies

From sticks and stones to the modern faith. (May be offensive to some readers, read with caution)

The octahedral space stations designed and built by the Atlantic Federation

Patrol Pods are aerial scouting vehicles that share similarities to helicopters and motorcycles.

Also known as the Circle of Soul Stealing, a devious and powerful trap

18 gifts laden with madness, tainted with corruption, and otherwise as horrible as they are powerful.

Intended to be a 30, but blessed by Cult of Done

30 common to uncommon genetic mods for the Cosmic Era

Lounging around in the Cantina, Kolburn kept a watchful, yet unassuming eye on those around him as he finished the last morsels of what passed for a meal in this joint. Brushing off the crumbs, he glanced round, careful not to make eye contact with any of the other patrons who might later remember him as he made his way unobserved to the entrance and out into the cold of the port. He would come back and pay off his mounting tab, when he next came across a few credits, or found another odd job. After all, he wasn't completely without his honour, unlike some people.

'Cities in the deep? I've never heard such foolishness. A talking lobster? Rubbish!'

Peek-a-boo!

Or why you should always look women in the eye

I have just one question: How do I use this as a dungeon master.

Women expressed themselves by the clothes they wore~

Only the good looking can't see it

Warlord, Relic Hunter and sometimes Husband

Why is magic used by so few when it is so much use?

'Thandrar was seeing red, the frustration was building as he traded blow after blow with his enemy. Their blade lashed out and drew blood, but instead of weakening Thandrar, he was energized - the last straw! His pent up rage and frustration peaked and he smote his foe with such force as to bisect the fool, bathing himself, his blade and the floor in blood and gore.'

The wife of Halldor and rising matriarch of the Vineblud clan.

'I stand before you now to tell you that the gods have spoken to me! Obey not the strictures of the Church! They seek only to deprive us of the very same pleasures that they enjoy themselves'.

There are a myriad of trains that run on the ley lines all through Vallermoore, delivering passengers and goods to their destinations, but they all have to give way by Law when the Royal War Train comes through.

One day a man named Koret claimed to realize what was wrong with humanity. Shortly after that he claimed to have figured out how to fix all the world problems, and he wrote down a series of commandments aimed at saving humanity from themselves. Over 500 years after his teachings were literally set into stone people are still talking about what he wrote, and some are even trying to follow it.

A ruthless noble woman of court and the Dragon's head of the chimera.