I had travelled along these roads so often they had become like my family, I knew their features as well as that of my mother's. I cared for them as much, too.— A Traveller
A man granted sight, but at a great cost.
A global group of assassins, unwillingly tethered together by a god who wishes only for death.
A group of mislead cannibals, devoted to killing wielders of strange magics.
From a flayed corpse, blood still flows.
An unseen hand, influencing Qet's history for untold centuries. A teller of stories, grand in scale.
Persons possessing eldritch curses, for a price.
A glittering purple gemstone. A great source of wealth for Rektouzk, where it is exclusively found.
A mysterious city, which appears entirely different to each of its visitors.
Deadly eldritch beings, thought to be immortal. Each time they return from the dead— their body adapts to attack whatever had killed them.