Imagine a land to the East (or just Far Away) that trades with your lands with the occasional Caravan. This land is all about The Civilization: The Order of Things, The Celestial Bureaucracy, The Mantle of Heaven, and clerical abilities defining who was in charge (due to their being touched by the Gods). The Buracracy spoke with the voice of the Gods and could channel their power. Imagine what happens when their Gods die.

Careful where you put your cloak in Pembroke's place, you never know what you might get back...

Those who hunt by night will tell you that the wildest, most vicious of all animals is the tiny shrew.
The shrew feeds only by the dark of night. He must eat his own body weight every few hours or stave to death. The ravenous shrew eats everything, bones, flesh, marrow... everything.
Intro from Attack of the Killer Shrews 1959

Click, Zap, Fazaz, and Boom; carrying us all to our tomb. -The BombLovers

Too many are the spirits of the Spirit World, these are only a few better known types.

A world of spirits, that exists alongside to ours.

Bad luck just seems to follow him everywhere. Some say its a curse, others its just in his head. But there's one thing everyone can agree about Poor Josias: he is a sad, sad man.

'Do you trust me? Do you feel I can get you through this night?'

They looked unsure. Slowly, each nodded. One even spoke, 'I believe you can get me through this night.'

'Good. I believe we can reach the morning light. Now here is what we need to do......'

And Sama decreed a fitting punishment for the liars and the braggarts, to walk the earth for all eternity without their ears or their mouth.

The Six Lands are diverse fantasy environments that coexist upon the same great continent. Each Land has its own environment and race. It is a simple setting for a fantasy world.

Featured creatures of the Swollen Shadow Codex.

The toxic lands of the Wastes should support no life. Here the land is slowly corrosive to the touch, causing illness with prolonged contact. The bubbling sulfur and ectomass pools are especially lovely, if you have the right aesthetic. The soil is soft and any heavy object slowly sinks. Other than a few migrant birds and some exotic small insects, The Wastes support only one native lifeform - The Verners - Exerpt from the often wrong but very popular Kalemandi's Beasts of Lore and World.

A single room in the lair of those cast away by the gods, this place of worship is nothing the adventurers are likely to expect here.

There are hardly any excesses of the most crazed psychopath that cannot easily be duplicated by a normal kindly family man who just comes in to work every day and has a job to do.
—(Terry Pratchett, Small Gods)

This mouldy green blade has saved many of it's owners, only to turn on some of them who dared to overwork it. It should be treated with great respect by it's owner, to avoid what happens when it goes bad.And allways remember, keep it out of the kitchen at all costs!

Maybe you should go find Outsiders, your kind isn't welcome around here...

Local taunt.

... And Alexi, Please don't let this bring you down. You have your entire life ahead of you - Let me become nothing more than a memory. We will never see each other again.

- Valdus

Some hear The Blue calling them. They would rather embrace it than stay another day.

There! Did you see it that time? I swear someone is following us. I keep seeing torchlight through the damn trees. I'm telling you, something is following us.

Thom, your either seeing things or drinking to much. There is no one following us. See look . . . wait, they look . . . they look like spiders but they are on fire!

- Last words of Micha, Traveller and Explorer.

In these halls men come to worship their one true god...

Gold