The Great Black Stag of the Southern Forests, Donnerwunsch has drunken deeply of the rivers of the Desert of Divine Despair.

The city has some great bridges, awsome works that span the large and gentle river that flows through the city. To prevent the river from overflowing, the river bed was dredged and the river sides were given steep deep banks. Decades after the project began, the city was safe from flooding.

A collection of 30 scrolls, manuscripts, and codices sampled from the library of Atal, the Wise Councilor.

'MINE!!!!' thundered the demon as he caught site of the chests of gold coins. With a gesture of his hand the chests rose, sundering the enchantments which held them down and drew them towards him.

'You know that saying that man made god? No, of course you don't. But we didn't make god. We made the Devil, and god is just a word the frightened cling to, to protect them from their own creation. And you? You are my creation. You are my devil.

Sleep with a cloth wrapped around your face or you'll be a frungy garden in the morning...

Frungy-headed Fool

Regional insult for someone considered stubborn, or gullible.

The Pretty Princess Scroll

Beneath crumbling towers wait
Ishafel's Horror and Hate
A monster grim and bleak
Go to it if death you seek

Thaumatrium (Yellow,Black & White)

Man, too, is a primal creature, though he binds himself with the chains named Reason and Law, locked link by link from birth. Yet, those locks can be opened, the links broken, in both the savage world of the street-slum, and in the gilded cages of nobility.

One such creature is the petty pirate, Gurad Sorgon. Unknown to those that dismiss him as being merely an ugly face among the multitude of floating scoundrels that abound on the lawless seas, this marauder conceals within him the soul of a prehistoric terror.

You step in from the fog swirled street. It is not as dark as you expected, but it is just as loud and smelly. There is about 30 people in this dockside bar.

Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.

Confucious

You find yourself brought to the Great Lord's Court after completing your assignment. Thanks are given. You are invited to the festivities later that day. Court is adjourned and you are now trapped in a room with numerous courtiers ....

A brief summary of the Pessimal Beast as revealed by the Pessimal Manuscript and other anecdotal evidence.

The Sea that touches all shores.

A blade of darkest night turned to a different use, to teach and educate the knight?

Hot off the Press! These are not your eldritch manuals or ancient folios of doom. These are random books, a GM can use whenever a PC reaches for a shelf, which usually happens when said GM is least expecting it. These can be found in most libraries, many private homes, and anywhere else one could expect to find a book. More than a few have some built-in plot hooklings as well, while others, like many books of our age, are plain drivel.

Shirion may have been a human once. That time is long past. Now, it is an ever-shifting being, its form lost to time.

Never buy your potions from the Discount Dealer...