Last night, your buddy was thinking about calling one of those crazy psychic hotlines, he was really depressed, his girlfriend dumped him, and he wanted some good news. You know they’re all a scam, they give you some advice that could apply to everyone and a large bill to boot. You told him to go for it.

But now he’s missing. All you have is his cell phone, and something is wrong with it. You found it in your toilet today. Yeah, your toilet. It’s got all his old numbers and a few you don’t recognize. You tried to call some, but all you got was a what sounded like a bunch of voices muttering at once. What the hell is going on here?

30 gangsters of various types, from the boss to the wannabe, the biker gang member to the despised turncoat, and many more.

The Ivanvil are the oldest race of men in Parna, the most defeated and the most dangerous

Parna is a human nation in a fantasy realm. This is an outsider's description of that nation with a focus and the cultural and the ethnic groups within the nation.

"Are you crazy? There ain't no such thing. It's all fairy tales for the stupid and desperate. Even if it were, they all say it's cursed or something. Get back to work."

'The Commonwealth was a terrorist movement of the early 21st century. It used online organization to coordinate its actions against governmental and commercial institutions. The name is an allusion to the…'
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Belphegor - A demon of Sloth and Greed

What is a forest’s firm support, yet walks ‘round on its own accord?
What’s possessed of a titan’s might, stands before you, yet out of sight?
What soundly spanks with gnarled root a behind that is not good?

Your Ultimate Source for all your Ooze Problems!

A whole company of NPCs that can do the mundane jobs while the PCs do the hero stuff.

"Did you remember to wash behind your ears?"

Thirty more princesses, this time with an insect/small creature theme.

A spell for a penny

The hallmark of a new Alliance; a safe place for the men of words to meet.

Necromancers have a common answer to most questions. This is a spell that one Necromancer invented in order to answer the question, "How do I get off this ship?".

It looked like a massive landslide, but, just before it slammed into us it turned into a bunch of laughing dwarven children!

Never judge a man until you've walked a mile in his shoes.

Different types of fabrics in a fantasy setting

The proud tribal peoples of the treacherous jungles and high mountainous regions of the Drannor, tire of their accursed lot in the world.

A type of silk woven from tree saps