“Whisper my loves, and look above. The cascades of crystal at noon. Sigh as you may, but do not say. The words will be your doom.”
The innermost meditation shrine at the apex of the Pagoda of Light.
The Tlikæ are from the planet Fenri in the Loptr System. Once mighty warriors of tooth and claw, bioengineering and genetic manipulation over the centuries have made them dependent on pharmaceutical chemicals and bionic implants. Their once exalted society slowly digressed, bombarded by the propaganda and indoctrination of the bioinformatics company Eple. When the Dovic […]
Harsh horizons under wind-swept skies. This is where the Free Herders guide the animals of The Great Migration.
The Flask of Althea never runs dry of whiskey, the good stuff. Anyone who drinks from the flask is granted a -1 to all Stress Levels until they fall asleep.
The Whip of the Lazavik grants a +1 bonus against water demons.
The Samovar of the Indrik is a magical item that always dispenses hot water and never runs dry.
The Flame of Hatsadil illuminates up to 10m. When the Flame of Hatsadil is lit any Sentient Being that the light touches transforms 1 Stress [Spirit] into 1 Energy [Spirit].
All sentient beings within a 10m radius of the Ring of Fulu are granted +1 Wisdom, +1 to all Energy Levels, and a -1 to all Stress Levels.