The Nobles of Vartanadel play a yearly game of politics that climaxes at the yearly Naming ceremony that changes everything. It is then that the King names his favorite and they all find out if they are still labeled as a King's favorite or if their lives will be forfiet.

'If we the poor cannot enjoy our lives, you the rich will have yours taken away.' Police statement taken from a captured cultist, a member of Inanna's Avenging Hands.

The short lived and chaotic vampires of northern Mexico

The Knights of the Holy Sun are the militant arm of the Jovian Church, dedicated to His Glory, and are well known and admired by many for their bravery in battle.

A group of mages that can alter the strength and properties of spells or enchanted items slightly but cannot cast a spell themselves

For a long time the Goblin criminals did not have their own organisation to protect them...until now.

The Nomads of Parna; the smallest group but a strong influence on both the economy and cultural nature of the human nation.

'Kobolds have an empire? Since when?'

Parna is a human nation in a fantasy realm. This is an outsider's description of that nation with a focus and the cultural and the ethnic groups within the nation.

The proud tribal peoples of the treacherous jungles and high mountainous regions of the Drannor, tire of their accursed lot in the world.

A theocratic sect that venerates the worship of women as divine

A new source of power and wealth - a new source of conflict and danger.

Many knightly orders play lip service to women, but few take it seriously, and even fewer would allow women to join their order and ride in the ranks with them as equals. Yet the Knights of the Lady, it seems, truly do think of women as equals and have done this.

All living things must strive. Nature knows no harmony, only war for the privilege to exist. Maug of the Bitter Spirit, the Albatross God, promises no intervention nor advice to His worshippers, just a silent approval of those of you strong enough to help themselves...

The Book of Salts, Ch. 7, verse 12

The beast within became the beast without; ferocity and might blossoming in corpore upon the flesh.

Sing a song of sixpence
Pocketful of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie

Mercenary companies are usually little more than bands of low-level thugs. This one is a much more sophisticated organisation, with its own history, regulations and culture.

A powerful, maritime people, brought down by the foulest Necromancy.

"Aww, dang, did you fart again?" asked the Jordy, The Knight.
"No, screw you! I didn't fart in the first place!" replied The Scoundrel, Harris. What they didn't know was that the Smelbinders could hear their every word.

The deployment of the Lord of the Waste's army.