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.

'Poor girl seems to be losing her mind. She’s always losing that necklace it seems. Makes me wonder why she takes it off at all.' - Concerned Mother in regards to how absent minded her daughter has become

Zombies make horrible dinner guest. Trying to eat the brains of the host tends to ruin things.

Well, now you can tell them to fork off with this handy little item.

An evil that nurtures evil, a dark mother that is cradle to shadow.

Unkown to anybody but a handful of people, this pretender has taken over a superpower and is leading it into a disastrous war to serve the interests of his foul god, Ma-O, the Great Demon of the Ocean

The ring that the mugger stole seemed hardly worth the crime, until he put it on and it turned into a gold ring set with emeralds. It seemed to speak in his mind, telling him that it could change him too, if he would let it.

It was nothing more than a child's plaything until the sorcerer got hold of it...

A villain's lair is more than just a safehouse or stronghold, it can be as much a part of their persona as any powers, henchmen or nefarious plans

"Their so-called god, it is claimed, loves, and thus love is their virtue. Foolishness! Love is only fear of loss, and fear is among the keenest of weapons in our arsenal. Let us turn their virtue onto itself, and draw more souls into the Devouring Maw."
- The Paragon, address to his Overlords, in the second year of the Sectarian Wars

I'm inviting anyone who has a short plot , set in some sort of wilderness, to post it here.

Within a palace that is also a prison, Muggar the White Despiser wages war against the light, seeking to make all mortals his slaves.

A random generator to create variable merchants shops, stores, and stalls.

Excitingly Chucky Psuedo-Science and Technology!

The Nightmare War did more than end the Old Empire, it turned a massive swath of once fertile land into the unimaginably hostile Wastelands, and populated it with beasts, horrors, and monsters.

Anjet of Cenn Caerwaith

"Tonight, this city shall be purged for it's sins. They will all die, they will all burn. And in the end, not even death will stop their torment." -Ambrosia

"If force doesn't work, use more of it"

- "This is train CIV1181, kilometer 15 right after the station. There is a person close to the track on my left side. Could you send somebody to look at it."
- "Understood. Anything suspicious?"
- "He simply lies there. And I think he was there yesterday, too..."

"RUN! HE'S DANCING THE MAMBO!"
-The last thoughts of an adventurer who crossed a Spelldancer.