The Crimson Skulls Company is a mercenary company of some repute. That repute is not always the most positive. Their Motto is 'We are Dead; we have no fear of you.'

Traps working the good old mechanical way, through levers, ropes and switches. Included are also the beloved pit traps.

Magical implements that trap the unwary.

Traps for the outside. It is not only the dungeons and ancient tombs that are dangerous.

A collection of traps that are located on doors, doorways and portals of all kinds.

One spellcaster cannot achieve very much, but many minds can. Like insects, spellcasters are at their most formidable when they are united.

The siblings of the Emperor:The High Priests

A sturdy, primitive Pictish axe

The new royal nurse. She is young, innocent and ever so boring. She is also knowledgable about the secrets of the state, having overheard many a conversation between the King, the Queen and their advisors.

Have you ever been confused by the mess of rules and philosophies concerning death and the undead? Here's an attempt to lay down a set of rules to end all confusion.

Thenadore is a small boy who always laugh and who is considered a child prodigy. However there is a secret concerning him. A secret few knows about.

Sometimes it is necessary. Sometimes it just happens. Whether to a PC or NPC, a curse is something nasty that changes their life significantly, and not for the better. You were warned.

Trust in dreams, for in them is the hidden gate to eternity.
—Kahill Gibran

An old, kind apothecary. She is sweet as honey and genuine too.

Matronly owner of the local tavern.

The Magistrate has something of a reputation for Solomonic wisdom and the determining of past events. While the magistrate is not a stupid man by any stretch of the imagination, his reputation stems from his assistant rather than his innate abilities. Grisus is that assistant.

I believe I need to contemplate this further. However, I know that I can reach a proper solution that will resolve the issue. It will take a little time. Not too much mind you. But every piece must be contemplated in turn. Now if you would excuse me. Oh and if you could allow my Man to look around, I would greatly appreciate it.

Honor beyond death, duty beyond the grave. An eternity of damnation for an eternity of servitude.

A small valley that leads nowhere... why is it so important to the locals?

Residing in the core of this giant black megalithic structure built to resemble a crude representation of a lightning bolt, lies a Shard of the Storm.

And a lot else..