'Kobolds have an empire? Since when?'

The Interstellar Highway of the Galaxy

The Disgraced & Vanquished
She is the former heiress or countess of a ravaged land, now participating in the once-unthinkable and unimaginable. Often in history, when one group of people conquered another, as an exclamation point, the victors would force or sell the noble wives and daughters into slavery, particularly of the sexual variety. This was a final slap on the face for the vanquished.

Malevolent Vampire Mutation? Or Brain-Dead Sun-Junkie?

Don't run blindly for the silver vein or you will never see that what you seek is pain.

The villagers are having a fit, they've found something in the woods!

Crazy old woman, selling pieces of bone and fake charms. The fact that the villagers even tolerate the old eye-roller hag demonstrates a lack of piety to the Faith.

Abbot Bilwhite

'Zutul? You mean someone took time to give it a name?'

Maj. Rielle Law

A potion to cheat death... almost.

When inventors, scientists and researchers die, they don't always take their ideas with them.

'I pick your fleas, you pick mine. Well, that would be if either of us had fleas. Haha, right?'

Ghostchasers are small nocturnal birds that have the ability to see what normal humans and most other animals cannot.

Even though I often didn't see my father for months at a time, I know he loved me as much as I love you, Son, and as he once said to me, 'I may not be the best father, but I will always send my prayers when you need them the most,' and that is what I intend to do for you. Remember this, even if you don't see me for a while and want to hate me, I love you.

Pelta'na'astal'i'ke'kisher - The Spear that Sundered the Stars

The spear of the Goddess Renga, who gave the gift of the Hunt to the Kel'Regar.

Even as humans can be, the Kel'Regar, too, can be touched by madness, and it can drive them to push to ends incomprehensible by the sane. The work of one such, Kararemi'ar'Salm'Torat, the Menangerie of Mad Creation, is a twisted, living structure, tormented by years of loneliness and incomprehensible need.

A wanderer of sorts, Brelan is one of the few Kel’Regar men who have chosen to mix freely with the greater galactic society, having found his calling at last behing the bar.

A small, hidden sect among the stars, distributed throughout hundreds of cells, The Word of Creation has dedicated itself to cleansing humanity of the taint of synthetic and altered life, and of holding a strong and pure humanity above all the Galaxy, through whatever means necessary.

To be “On the road to Shambala” is a metaphor for seeking redemption, purification of spirit, and seeking The Great Divine. It is found in teachings of several faiths of The Great Divine and in the writings of many prophets and philosophers. It is not just a metaphor. There truly is a road to Shambala.

Argaiv Silaic, a wise, excentrical explorer and physician, once discovered the blue mushroom's secret, and had a chance to note what he found out.

Mean ingredients bring mean effects...