18.) The Returning Veterans: These warriors are on their way back from a grim, hard fought war. Fatigue and weariness, despair and anguish are written on their features. Their honor drives them to complete one last mission, but they sense that they may never survive it.

Wulfhere, 30 Stalwart Bands

The followers of the mechanogod Whrrrm, those who could never have come about until the advent of steamtech.

The twin goddesses of the Medusan race, Gethserath and Amarane.

Come one, come all to the greatest show in the world!

Suffering from an ancient curse, the Medusan race is slowly dying.

Some of the more bizarre cults which could conceivably be found in a post apocalyptic setting

Pardon them, they are barbarians, and think that the customs of their tribe and river are the laws of nature.
Lord Bertrand of Shawstrope

A hybrid of man and animal, bred to serve and now free to live.

An odd little cult dedicated to the care and feeding of their 'god', the Cabal of Omnomnom is slowly depleting the region of...

In wonder the adventurers stood awe struck by the beauty and splendour of the surrounding foliage. The great open plain before them transformed from a flat green world into mesmerising colours and movement. The Vissealist stood unmoving, his hands outspread and resting gently on an intricate structure of vines that threaded their way over the wall and into the earth of the plain, spreading outwards from the ramparts of the kings palace.

They consumed Great G'bod. They partook of the Giant Slug's flesh.

Out of simple roots, a deep faith.

motto of the Brotherhood of Orildus

What we need is an alternative to hiring mages that are good enough to deal with the Guild's mages.

Baroness Teysa

A tactical lay-out for villainous forces inspired by Warhammer 40K

The worst sort of scoundrels and hoodlums. Let down your guard for a even a second and they are on you like Klavadogs.

Merchant Karsh

30 Druids of the Teufel-Grün Forest

None left upon the Mountain, my brothers in arms.

Motto of the Society of the White Azalea

In this place Brother, all flesh must be eaten.

First Precept of Consumption

A social group of women who meet for purposes of 'knitting' and sharing gossip.

Before the formation of the Achelandage and its associated merchant and craft guilds there was only the Civic Guild.