An order stretching back to the first days of the Plague, the Knights Medicus are starting to die out as the Plague deteriorates their numbers.

Teeth: small, durable, and full of potential, if one only knows how to tap it.

"And 3..2..1..Smile!" *flash* *thump* "Mwahaha."

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

The volcano robe as it is called houses the elemental power of fire.

A rather odd item that just a little bit morbid

Thirty slaves, some of which have hellish lives of toil, others which have a somewhat easier life.

"Oh, there goes another make-believe
creature".

A dark wizard who is marginally kind after being cruel and wicked.

A young scholar and mage creates a book to hold all the knowlage he discoverd without haveing to carry a library or destroy what he wrote.

Adapted to the coldest of inhabitable worlds, the stocky Snowborn are the Starkin's frozen cousins, set to defend them from threats from outside, using their terrible world itself as a weapon.

A higly misunderstood flora.

The famed Mountain Cleaver is a mighty hammer and is never taken "lightly".

'The Warriors of Greece shall never tire, and shall return our motherland to its proper place as the light of the world, and us to our place as the master race in this time of restlessness and walking death!'rn-Official Peloponnesian Superiority Party propaganda

A highly talented chef, this young man takes great pride in his job.

A list of quick personalities for the many faceless NPCs.

Seeing her boyfriend, Amber opened her mouth to tell him her true name, but the Masking Bracelet that she was wearing took control, and forced her to keep her mouth shut and walk away.

"Looking at the clean shatter with surrounding structural damage, I'd say it was most likely a bass with mezzo-soprano backup, possibly accompanied by a skilled bassist."

The wizard entered the inn, quietly activated his ring and the noise around him of chatting people, clinking glasses and munching of food fell silent. *Peace, perfect peace* thought the wizard.

Despite his great power, this mage desperately wishes that he was just average, so people would stop trying to plant axes in his back.