In a shadowed alley near Bassage Market, the secretive master of the city's 'resurrection men' studies mysteries of life and death.

On an outlying farm, the sick grandfather of a family was kidnapped. Can the kidnappers be stopped before they deliver him off-planet?

Ships, that have character, are the best means to get to the stars.

Nowhere else in the city would you find a place more tragically downtrodden.

And the Immortal Spirit shall unleash his wrath to strike down the maloveant forces that would seek to oppose the Chosen sons of Geshua..

-Fifth Verse from The Gospel Of Prophecies

In some ways, the Dwarves of Urek were ahead of their time. Masters of metallurgy and alchemy, they had numerous technologies the human kingdoms were unaware of.

For three long days the violent storm had ravaged the town of Iolinas, and the townsfolk had begun to wonder if it would ever end. Strangely, towards the end of the third day, the rain stopped suddenly, though the winds still buffetted the town relentlessly; some townsfolk thought it was finally the break in the storm. Others thought it was a portent of worse things to come... These people were correct.

Death and horror await the unwary in the tropical forests of the Kwan-Zhanalin peninsula.

Devoted to the Goddess of War, Prince Yakaw is second to none in the crafting and use of swords mundane and magical.

This ancient text is the legacy of one of the greatest mages of all time, but using it can be quite a challenge!

Often the largest of the terrestrial predators, the bear is often overlooked in favor of more flashy and glamourous monsters.

Of creatures great and small

Satrya returns to her homeland, to the elves dismay.

Deep forests hide many secrets, and traditions older and stranger than civilization itself.

Behold, the Mountain of the Snow Bunnies!

Thus begins, a war, between kingdom and kingdom, between brother and brother, between generation and generation...

Those who wear this item are usually laughed at and scorned for its appearance at first. It looks odd adorning the head of any warrior as it always seems a little too small and its thin strap that secures it in place seems far to fragile and loose to keep it in place when worn in a melee. However, when the wake of its powers catches up to those who scorn, their attitudes and lives change abruptly. The knowledge about this helm is vague but throughout history, events of a chaotic nature seem to follow in the path of this item, sowing the seeds of disorder and discord. However it is when all four of these set items are found and placed together, does true havoc reign.

Pie Jesu Domine *thwack*, dona eis requiem *thwack*...

‘That’s a nice tunic you’ve got there, I think I’ll take it…’

Marv, the Brigand

These foul-tempered brutes are seldom encountered away from their native jungles, and a good thing that is!