'See that one, with the burn scars and dark veins? Don't stick too close; he shoots fireblood before engagements. Keeps friends and foes alike at bay, it does.'

The old soldier looked up with all three of his eyes. 'I lost one of my eyes to a sword point, and they used a little too much Growjuice to heal it. Still, I'd rather have three eyes then only one.'

Light Mech for close encounters of the 'messy' kind.

Unpowered and unmanned, the gliders provide a graceful and silent means for delivering death. Once again the engineers found that you didn't need to reinvent the wheel. . .

The hard working, the lazy and the indispensible, 30 Servants to look after the myriad needs of your world's nobles.

'Kobolds have an empire? Since when?'

The Interstellar Highway of the Galaxy

The Disgraced & Vanquished
She is the former heiress or countess of a ravaged land, now participating in the once-unthinkable and unimaginable. Often in history, when one group of people conquered another, as an exclamation point, the victors would force or sell the noble wives and daughters into slavery, particularly of the sexual variety. This was a final slap on the face for the vanquished.

Malevolent Vampire Mutation? Or Brain-Dead Sun-Junkie?

Don't run blindly for the silver vein or you will never see that what you seek is pain.

The villagers are having a fit, they've found something in the woods!

Crazy old woman, selling pieces of bone and fake charms. The fact that the villagers even tolerate the old eye-roller hag demonstrates a lack of piety to the Faith.

Abbot Bilwhite

'Zutul? You mean someone took time to give it a name?'

Maj. Rielle Law

A potion to cheat death... almost.

When inventors, scientists and researchers die, they don't always take their ideas with them.

'I pick your fleas, you pick mine. Well, that would be if either of us had fleas. Haha, right?'

Ghostchasers are small nocturnal birds that have the ability to see what normal humans and most other animals cannot.

Even though I often didn't see my father for months at a time, I know he loved me as much as I love you, Son, and as he once said to me, 'I may not be the best father, but I will always send my prayers when you need them the most,' and that is what I intend to do for you. Remember this, even if you don't see me for a while and want to hate me, I love you.

Pelta'na'astal'i'ke'kisher - The Spear that Sundered the Stars

The spear of the Goddess Renga, who gave the gift of the Hunt to the Kel'Regar.

Even as humans can be, the Kel'Regar, too, can be touched by madness, and it can drive them to push to ends incomprehensible by the sane. The work of one such, Kararemi'ar'Salm'Torat, the Menangerie of Mad Creation, is a twisted, living structure, tormented by years of loneliness and incomprehensible need.