Siren no Orakio's

Campfire Fuzz

These small, luminescent creatures are a distant relative of the willowisp, little bits of orangish light that are attracted by the flames of a fire. When enough of them have gathered around a fire, the fire appears to take on a fuzzy indistinctness.

caesar193's

The Weeping Angel

A statue with the power to fix your mistakes.

Priv8eye's

The Sisterhood of Aruvielle

The Sisters may be found anywhere from street corners, where they offer to tell ones future for a few pennies, to those who appear to be working for the service of a lord.  It is said that they go where they will, when they will they work for who they choose, not for who chooses them.

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Calendars in Éran

A look at the calendars used in Ã?ran.

Grey's

Hak the Gnoll

"Brutal bugger, but he's handy to have around in a fight!"

Art Quest

The streets are alive with talk of all the bards visiting the Citadel this month. Rumor has it that Jack Holliday has a piece of art that is being displayed and the person that can weave the most entertaining story will earn the praise of the Strolenati and prizes

Unspeakable Horrors

All things Lovecraftian in flavor. Star-spawned beasts and ancient, perverse cults. And tentacles. Lot's of tentacles. When Star-Spawned maladies invade your realities, you'll need nary a nudge to find yourself knee-deep in Shoggoth sludge. Oh yes, what an unpleasant romp you'll have through the festering flesh-swamp of Rr'lavinav. And when you begin to see the fog thin, a monstrous worm of pus, topped with a fin, will rot you skull from deep within.