Moderators of the wildly popular VORPG, Polyworld, had no idea that one of their most famous cites Edotown had been stolen and for quite some time. No wonder there were so many complaints and bug reports coming in.

A man approaches you with a proposition; a cult that seeks to only protect the weak; plots mingling and causing destruction.

Death, it seems, shall stalk the land of Merthia tonight- unless, of course, the PCs can stop it.

-'He's dead, Jim. Drowned, from the looks of it.'

-'Cramps? Swimming too soon after a meal?'

-'No, but something got a meal alright.'

To fly. One of man's oldest and fondest dreams. To soar above like a bird, for the joy of it, to explore, or to strike at one's enemies. It is only natural that magic would be turned towards granting this wish.

Megafauna mosquitoes

A well-loved and somewhat crudely hand-crafted tribal drum owned by the Tribal Half-Orc, Somnak. It is said that Somnak possessed the ability to call upon the spirit of any creature whose skin was pulled over the drum to aid him and his allies in battle, as well as curse his foes.

'Protect us, oh holy one,
from the dangers of the night
may your smoke and ashes
to our souls with clarity ignite'

In a world where teleportation magic doesn't exist, the opportunity to travel a few days journey in moments is beyond value. With only a simple toll, you can be practically on the doorstep of Nizul-tibi before you know it.

How long they carried him through those back tunnels, illuminated only by the flickering of torchlight, he had no idea. Then light seemed to explode when they reached the massive chamber. All around, unbelievably large red crystals captured the light of the flames and seemed to multiply it.

There are few places more treacherous than pools of quicksand save for a sea of quicksand. Those who tread here quickly find that the lust for adventure or coin might leave them with a sinking feeling of despair.

'I can't go back to yesterday, I was a different person then' ~ Mad Alice

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A troupe of players has made a rare stop at the local fair. There are plays, fortune tellers, games of 'chance', and more! Great fun for all.

Efeterthrop is one of those places that may well be a bottomless pit of sin and squalor to most who speak of it, but to those that live and raise their own there they can see no freer place in existence. Ironically, cloaked behind a fierce sense of freedom is a strict social code none break thoughtlessly.

Luck Points are Fate's way of showing interest in the PC's, and the GM's way of rewarding the players.

A heat resistant tree with stone bark and leaves, that only lives in volcanic areas.

Part of my series on pseudo-magical world building

A mineral responsible for refrigeration, arctic landscapes, and hot springs across the world.

Part of my series on pseudo-magical world building

Dragonling Spirits...

Horror module and mini-campaign. Intimately tied to Shardis, the Shining City.

The high society of the city of Efeterthrop is a lively bunch to say the least. Their dedication to chaos and anarchy is unbeatable, so long as they stay in charge.

7 things that make a work of fiction Lovecraftian, even if it doesn't deal at all with the established Mythos