52280 start - legacy quest - try 2

52280 start - legacy quest

'Where the hell did that come from'

A parasitic mold with an unusual lifecycle and powerful mind-control properties.

A horde of devious, ferocious, tenacious, and atrocious creatures, beasts, and monstrosities to populate the northern realms of your fantasy. Get them while they're cold!

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A wagon lays overturned on the forest road, bodies savaged by tooth and claw lay strewn about it, their weapons clean of blood, seemingly unused.

A lone man runs from an unseen threat, deeper into the forest, away from the grisly scene in the road. He stumbles, his foot having caught on a root. He lands hard, his lungs feel like lead. Panting, he comes to his knees. Two eyes of emerald light meet his, a low growl emanates from the beast, and his death is swift.

An ashen grey willow with pale leaved tendils obscuring it's gnarled trunk. Sitting in the mire of great swamps, rare even in it's natural environment. The Banshee Willow's bark is known to have magical properties. Travelers beware, these trees seem to attract ghosts and other unsavory undead.

A hardy deep blue vine with needle-like thorns and bright orange flowers. If pricked by Widowthorn one should quickly seek the antidote or a natural remedy, the poison secreted by the thorns induces drowsiness and saps one's strength.

Clockworks & Psionics combined to create bipedal automatons that run on souls stolen from those close to death. The sick, the wounded, the weak. All gathered to power tireless soldiers with glowing gem-like hearts in their chests.

An evergreen shurbery that can forsee the future. Also a very sought after item for high end landscaping.

These flowers give an... explosive suprise to those who would pick it for its silver stem and gold petals.

Seven Mermaids, some of them living their lives in the deep ocean, others, willingly or otherwise, on the land.

The Liathghorm salmon is prized not only for its flavor, but the unique psychic properties of its flesh.

In a world filled with unique chimera, some are more unique than others OR A chimera divided against itself must fall!

500 word, chimera challenge

Youth passes quickly for this race of elves, though middle age lingers for millennia. They have no love for the forests or other natural places, preferring their carefully crafted and tended walled cities.

The powerful barbaric spawn of The Panther God

Freetext Friday barbarian (but mostly because I can't sleep)

In a world where all the good gods are dead, a bit of their power remains

A mighty Dragon that once spread it wings over the swamp moon of Dire

(From 1981)

Far too often spells go wild and these are some of the results