A mysterious quarry. Feel free to suggest explanations - it's just an eerie thought that struck me that I intend to play with.

They are two sides of the same coin-either one will kill you, they'll just think about it differently.

I don't know if I posted about it before, but I have always wanted to run an adventure set in a library. The following is a sketch of an unusual premise and a possible plot-hook.

In the dawning of time, a mighty civilization, mystical and alien, flourished in the oceanâ??s unseen depths. Their day has passed, but their hidden metropoli linger on.

In a world where it seems that even the smallest of ideals has a deity to call a patron, even bastards have a patron god to call their own.

A misunderstood and much maligned race, goblinoids are a much more complex and sophisticated people than any human has ever given them credit for.

'When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,'

-Shakespeares 29th Sonnet.

Masters of the sea, men of courage and honor, these you will find here and none other.

Legends even to the merfolk, the reclusive Trench Dwellers are a race alien and strange beyond human reckoning.

Before the lands were colonised by the Modern Races, other intelligent beings called them home. One of these races was the Alun - a people much like and much unlike mankind

In the great lake of Ture are hundreds of islands of various sizes, and not all have been completely explored by the Modern Races. One such island, with rough and craggy coastlines discouraging landing, is quite remarkable and worth a visit.

One of the most powerful tools found in the World Building 102b article is the Worksheet. Here is a place to put the settings you might make with them.

Translated roughly as 'Rope weight,' this weapon has evolved from a tool used by fisherman for anchoring to trees or hauling their boat through the shallows.

Pataket is a criminal unlike any others for he has been working at his trade for centuries, and it is rumoured that he can break into anywhere.

Some places are too dangerous to enter, even approaching them can mean adventure. What is forbidden is forbidden for a reason.

In this place Brother, all flesh must be eaten.

First Precept of Consumption

An alliance between bitterest foes in a desperate bid for their survival, thus was the beginning of the Shrew-Wars

A book of unique and interesting recipes for health.

The Order of the Yellow Rose was her princess order of bodyguards and companions. It was more like a roving party of dreamers and idealists. They became the spies, military arm, and rabblerousers, of The Yellows and the Duke.

The fine scent of sea, and the less fine smell of the fish... isn't there something else smelling, too?