A longsword that lashes out in the hands of a graceful warrior.

Dynamic Missile-Fish

They hop, they bleat. They shed their skins.

Vastids - man-maimers who live in contaminated water areas and Balrin Algae.

The Forget Me Not is a weapon as beautiful and unique as it is deadly.

Pirate captain of the legendary Red Dawn, Amanita lives to strike fear into the hearts of others. Her S&M cult and smuggling operations often hide behind the guise of bakeries, but there is a reason for all that a person does.

A scholar and his student sat in the garden, drinking wine, breaking bread and pondering.

And so the student asked the scholar "O' great and wise Master please answer to me this; what word should describe the practice every man and every woman should do at all times?"

With no hesitance, the scholar replied "O' learned disciple, 'Reciprocity' is the word ye seek."

- The Biv, Tome of Life, The Ethical Collections (6), Parable 32

Mr James Grimes was a wizard and inventor of some note whose main job was casting small spells to repair things or create minor magical items. On his days off he would sometimes visit the local courts to watch people on trial and thought;what if there was a simple way to tell who was good and who was evil? Would that not save time and money? And so he came up with the idea of the Demon Spectacles to tell the good from the bad.

Coins for those with friends who live far away.

The two gently-humming, crystal-studded blades are semi-transparent and sharpened to a deadly razor edge. The haft between the blades is decorated with brilliant multi-colored crystals. The balance and craftsmanship are perfect. You feel that these trusty blades will never fail you.

"The Sigurdian style Bowgun is the most popular recent take on the common Arbalest. While it has been commonplace in the Sigurdian kingdoms and in Caern for over half a century, it has only recently found use on the continent - but it looks like it's here to stay."

-Daaren Hurst, Imperial Master at Arms

A cornerstone of modern biotechnology, and something that remains in the upper echelons of secrecy.

"I saw him! The Sorcerer! His skin cracked and glowed like it was smoldering beneath. His eyes burned like Sol and Radia. He spoke with a voice like a legion of hellspawn, in a strange tongue that parted the skies and reigned fire down upon the earth."

-Excerpt from Mycenae's Dissertation on Sorcerers.

He struck out hard with the blade, cutting his foe down to the bone in the arm that held the weapon , only to feel agony in his own sword arm as if it too had been cut right down to the bone. As he dropped his blade due to the shock and two more opponents closed in to cut him down, he realised to his horror that his blade was a Feeling Sword and that he was unlikely to survive this fight.

A new take on hell that leaves you gasping on the edge of panic.

The sky is drab and gray, almost completely covered in rainclouds. What gaps there are open up to show yet more gray. Much like mortal demesnes, the weather is unpredictable, but every so often the clouds unleash their burden of water on the residents of this boring land.

Welcome to the Hell of Half-Nothings. Your stay will be boring, we guarantee it.

Those cast out of eternal life by the Great God Juffo find themselves lost forever in the Non. Here, away from both His Holy Warmth and the cold, harsh vengance of His Adversary, Zeln, there is truly nothing.

A soul that feels no remorse for the sins it has committed in life is unfit for paradise in the afterlife. Only those who fully grasp the weight of the harm they have visited upon others and repent are offered a chance at atonement. Only those who atone for their sins are allowed to move on.

-- The Book of Reprieve, 11:36:01