Not named for an resident beast, but for the multitude of winding, mazelike passages fraught with danger.

As the paladin stripped what he could find from the foe that he had just killed, he did not know that the band of jade that he stripped from the body would do a warrior of Good like him not good at all and would weaken him just when he most needed his strength to fight evil.

You can hear the song from miles away. The song is enchanting in a mild way. Even the plants sing this haunting tune all day. This gives you fair warning to be ready to dance to a different tune. You are leaving your country and entering theirs.

The Lairdlands of today are a peaceful seaming region of dairies, sprawling farmlands, and pastures of horses and cattle in the sunlight.

'The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers.'

Princess Leia, Star Wars - 1977

Andrew Wells is a reluctant outlaw, and this former royal singer has become one of the most unlikely members that ever joined an outlaw band.

Laser Pistol: "Sears $49.99"

Moonhunter ~ commenting on guns versus swords

From the outlook of my new and inexpensive flat, I could see her. She was kneeling in the graveyard across the cobblestoned way in front of a fresh grave. She was in dark mourning gear, complete with those large black hats that were the fashion. A lost lamb I supposed, recently wed, recently widowed, crying for the loss of a loved one. She had been there two days that I noticed, as well as their nights. She never seemed to move, so locked she was in her grief. As I drank a lonely nightcap, I caught the glimpse that changed me. In the pale moon light, I saw the grave buckle. In a foul corruption of Athenean birth, some spawn sprang forth. Not taking my eyes off the horrid scene, I reached over to the weapon I had been cleaning. Before I could grasp it fully, the petite young widow of my imagination cleared a saber concealed under her over cape and removed its loathsome head. After checking her kill, she looked up at me; backlit I assumed by the lamp in the room. She was not just a simple widow, she was Mourner. I held up my glass in a true salute from one professional to another. At that point I knew two new things: That the Unnatural truly had become more active as I had been hearing in the back alleys and I needed to move far from that graveyard.

It's a crappy Mk.9 Sunbeam pistol, I'll give you 200 credits for it.

Sgt. Dietzman, retired ordinance officer and gun dealer

Capital city of the Coalition.

The Coalition - An evil realm of goblyns, bandits, ogres and others loosely united under one banner.

The warrior flung himself to one side as a huge toothy head leapt out of the pool in front of him, gnashed at him and then withdrew "What is that thing?"

"A Giant River Wyrm, and it's a good thing that they sicken so quickly, or you would have been wyrm food."

Of all the threats space travelers may face, few are as difficult to predict as Gamma Goblins.

Continual Stones are great aides to general comfort.

Call to Hand bands are items added to weapons or items to allow them to be summoned to the user's hand

Give me your greenskins, your mobz, and your grunts

Lops Adventurer's Pack is a useful pack for every traveler in harm's way

In a universe always in need of habitable planets, Partas II had a good location, good resources, and the people about it had a "need". It just had one problem. It wasn't generally habitable. A century ago, the Great Project was undertaken. A century from now, it will be complete. People will stand unaided upon its surface.

As long as nothing goes wrong.

Just as every religion has a unique emblem, so to do they have unique equipment that their more adventurous members make use of. These are some of those items.

One of the few cities in the world where the ability to swim is more than just recommended.