Before the honored dead are placed in their sarcophagi of alabaster, they come to the Villa of the Embalmers.

A cell of cultists hidden in a city. These people seek to bring a dark god of antiquity back into the world. Can you stop them? WILL you stop them?

The players have a chance to cure the plague that has sprouted up upon their travels. Will they choose to do the right thing and help bring health back to the region?

Dust created to allow seeing invisible creatures of all kinds, even if immaterial.

Behold yonder hut floating on the island? An abandoned fisherman's dwelling, you say? Nay, tis the Temple Of Inaha.

They came from nowhere suddenly.

"Hail! You there, farmer. We are in need of aid; do you have a temple or a priest? We ran into some bandits up the road there and are injured. Jonst won’t last much longer." A large man bellowed from the broken roadside.

"Of course stranger. You can find Luayas in the center of the village proper continue on until you see a large apple tree; she can aid your wounded. Please be gentle and offer tithes for her generosity." A gentle eyed man in homespun clothing, simple yet comfortable in the heat.

"Thank you farmer, we are in your debt. What does Luayas look like so that we might find her quickly? Does she stay by the tree often?" saying over his shoulder in thanks as he half pushed, half carried his companion along.

"No stranger." The farmer laughed, "She is the tree."

- "Course heading, Captain?"
- "Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning."

*Sphhisshh* *Sphhissh* *Sphhissh*

A fantastic fortune in the remains of a drowned realm.

Skanda Biologicals is one of the world's premier producers of Awakened Biological Systems. Now, the party has been asked to penetrate their fortress, and destroy their research. But, can they find the force of will to do so?

In an age of lawlessness and war, there is one man who stands up against bandits and tyranny. That man is Michael Long, aka…the Gunman

When a young noblewoman goes missing the real cause may not at first be apparent.

When the Liberty special forces medical research and development teams needed to rebuild man, they didn't do it by halves. The result? A suite of augmentation so pervasive, that most modified operatives are more effective on their own than half of the Liberty marines put together.

The Dragon Isles consist of no less than thirty or so separate islands, of varying sizes, in a fifty-mile chain running on an approximately north-south line about thirty miles off of the eastern coast.

PADD is an acronym for Personal Access Display Device, a hand-held computer interface. This is a science fiction "common item", found in a variety of milieus.

A tough climb for a source of wonderous healing...

The D'athri took to space in such a way to make Terrans look "gun shy". They can be found in small numbers in and around every space port in Known Space.

This is the tomb of an ancient knight, later made politician. He fought in countless battles, and his fabled armour is said to have been buried with him.

Small, ugly, bad tempered and of limited use, yet perhaps the most common of bound demons.