The mage of Time, the former master of the enuch wizard Volomain walks the lands once again, a small sun circling the vessel known as a lifeform.

To be sure, the Dirdums are fair teeming with goblins.

Captain Wandern, ship's log.

...and a star to steer her by.

In the vein of the other Random Encounter threads, now comes the thread for Oceanic encounters

The TRUE origins of Magic, and dont even get me started on Prophecy.

The omens read a difficult birth Daughter. Seek the sisters of Lutgardis and they will ease your pain and bring a new life into this world and with a touch of luck keep one in it.

Sister Gwevenese Rabaste

The initial use of Nanofoam Ordinance on large scale was clearly credited to the Army of Redemption, the militaristic offshoot of the Salvation Army. Though unafraid of using military force to address wrongdoing in the colonies, the AIR is always looking for less-lethal weapons.

Not all magic is focused on war or power. Some magic is used to ease some of the hazards of normal life. The school of Midwifery is one such school.

"Didja see the way way I nailed that, Marty?" "Thunderingly effective!"

The island of Redhaven can be seen from miles away in summer as the sun gleams on the marble villas of the rich, and it's main port is said to be the most busy in Acqua during working hours.

The Zoimorph School of Magic is a school of magic specialized in altering and creating variants of life, sometimes referred to as Arcanaeugenics.

A Celestial Lense is a metallic clearing that focuses the energy of the etherial to the material realm in remote places. These points of concentrated Good and Order create dangers untold in the regions around them.

The skull of the dragon of dark illusions

Pnathic sorcery has existed for ages, crudely used by magi who no idea the true forces they were fumbling with.

Strange plant-creatures from Rosetta II, the Rosahomin are, for a small portion of their lives, roughly humanoid creatures, fully sentient, and capable of interacting with the galaxy.

In the sprawl that as become The City, there is an oasis; a little pocket of urban perfection, mixing the living, the urban, and the commerical.

A HellPit is a spring of green ectoplasmic goo that spring forth from the bowels of the astreal to the materail realm in out of the way places. These points of concentrated Evil and Chaos create dangers untold in regions around them.

The mightiest champion of the Great Empire had a vision, a vision that his heirs still follow...

A standard book of evil.

The Ambassador's bodyguard quaked at the sight of the uniformed skeletons guarding the main gates of the royal palace. "Don't be afraid," the Ambassador said. "They are King's Bones, the monarch's personal bodyguards, and are no threat to us unless we were to do something stupid like trying to attack His Majesty."

The fifth generation of gynoid robots produced for the inhabitants of Technopolis.