Sometimes the simple solutions are best..

Knowledge is Power. That is, he who makes the knowledge, wields the power.

A moving island, and home to both the honorable Lizardfolk and the evil Cult of Dar'Orgath.

The powerful wizard Sumuho styled himself as a god and was worshipped far and wide. After his fall, his vast temple sank into the desert long ago. What secrets lie in the Sanctuary of Sumuho?

"The walls moved!" Krunis exclaimed. This he was sure of it this time.
"Of course they did. They are trying to accommodate the additional room needed for tonight." Xarn returned matter-of-factly.
Living stones are tuned to one master to do his bidding.

"That book?" sighed the librarian. "That one is hard to find. The priests say it is heretical. But," he continued more quietly "word is they have a few copies, and study them very carefully. That even they consider it true."

What the F#$%??? - Revolutionary Commander Flint Westbark upon seeing the device for the first time.

One ring to bind them...Anyone who was to mistake this for a wedding ring would soon wish that they had not.

What if one were to abandon the classical 4-6 element universe and instead view things in a more ‘modern’ light?

The father of the Hanaset society, who to this day watches his people through reptilian eyes...

The Earth shifts, revealing a horror beyond time and reason...

Yar...I do indeed know of Crossbones Isle, stranger. But ye'd be better suited to avoid that place like a widowed wench.

A five room dungeon with the appropriate clashes of steel, smooth talking, and betrayal.

It is said wizards don't work well with others of their kind. Once they have a tower, woe to anyone not recognizing their superiority, that is the rule. But to every rule is an exception. Once, there were three wizards, on friendly terms, that built their towers closer than anyone before. The towers are lost, the knowledge therein may be yet reclaimed.

The Great King long ago ceased attempting to police the wastelands of his Border Marches, and these debatable lands fell into the hands of petty counts, retired generals, and warlords, who constructed and then abandoned many keeps ripe for plunder.

The TheoRgs are known for being amongst the biggest, toughest, and most generally unpleasant sentients in the galaxy. And this is their nightclub.

Can you think while scared out of your wits? Lets hope your adventurers can…

A sickness is destroying the crops. A town, wishing to avoid past horrors, seeks out daring folk to try and stop this trouble at its source. Can they find who’s to blame?

A local Wizard, rumored to have lost his mind, like he has his hand, Has issued a Challenge and a prize for all. Simple-Enter his tower and find him to claim your prize.

The XKH-71 (Panther) rifle is the widely distributed rifle amongst the Liberty Guardians. Incorporating recombinant technology, the projectile can be altered depending on the tactical situation.