An ocean of fine silt, shot through with pillars and islands of ancient stone, this realm would be a thing of harsh beauty were it not for the utterly lifeless nature of it.

A well-meaning mage has banished darkness from the area, not realizing the downsides of this event.

The Lazy Goat is a wayfarer's stop, a tavern of sorts out in the dark between cities.

"Have mercy? Dear, foolish, man, the Mistress's mercy is the only gift I have to give."

The mark of Kronath's ultimate favor, the Cloak of Dusk is held by her Hunter, her chosen avatar to hunt the living dead, and return them to her embrace.

22. Creepy Little Dead Girl
A staple of every zombie movie, the CLDG appears to be a normal girl around the age of 6 years. This zombie rocks quietly nibbling on a piece of human flesh until someone comes close enough that it can attack. Like a land mine, the CLDG can infect one opponent before fleeing or being destroyed.

A fragment of the mighty Blades of the Storm, reworked into an icon of faith and worship to the very god who once graced it with her touch.

The Poacher
This man has a double life. By day he protects the wildlife from poachers. By night he sometimes poaches himself and smuggles the skins, horns, ect, out of the Park in the back of his Ranger Jeep and blames the deaths on poachers. After all,who would suspect a Ranger of poaching?

"Oh, yes, I know of him. That half-mad disciple of the Storm, you'd never think he was dangerous to look at him - until he pulls out those twin blades of his and screams in his high voice 'Blood for the Storm God!' - you wouldn't think a pixie could make your blood go cold like that."

-Anatos One-Eye, speaking of Raziel of the Crimson Storm

A Leader of all the Drannor has emerged with the heart and fury of her nation. Finally, the Orc-nation of the Drannor will rise up and crush their centuries-long oppressors.

Orn himself was a past peasant hero and champion, in a largely rural and agricultural area, who dared to stand up to a conquering force, and inspire his fellows to do the same.

Half salad, half meat, I dont know what to make of these things, but without them our expedition would not have made it past the first oasis

Anjet of Cenn Caerwaith

Many begin to path to master the seven-fold flame, but with one exception, no one has ever mastered all seven faces of fire.

She rose from the waters and cast her eyes across us. I dropped my spear, and the man who was moments before intent on my death did the same, letting his sword and shield fall to the sand at our feet. Let it not be said that the gods do not care for the deeds of men, nay they do care. And in our bloody case, they dissapproved.

'One for you,' He mumbled, pouring some rum onto his boots, 'And a few gulps for me, and we’re off.'

He took a large gulp from the bottle, put his boots on, and was out the door in a flash.

30 Guards: 27.) The Conjurer
This guard likes to learn magic in his spare time. Whilst the larger spells are beyond his ability, he knows a surprisingly large number of cantrips, which provide him with amusement or make his life easier. One lets him know if the Captain, Sergeant, or the Snitch are in the area, so that he never gets caught doing anything wrong.

A brutal type of footwear.

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

12. Deacon Rogue from [30 Brigands]

No one knows this former Holy Man's name as he forsook the church and the cloth for some reason. Most suspect heresy, and the Deacon's combat skills with the warhammer and glaive persuade them not to ask too closely. A guarded and quiet man filled with unholy rage.

20. Princess of Albatrosses
Also known as the lady of bad luck, this princess breaks mirrors, spills salt, crosses the paths of black cats and every other superstition known to man. She remains perfectly safe, but the bad luck falls around her like rain. Few are willing to be around her for too long, afraid that her bad luck will rub off on them.