the Miller
A drowned miller in a sodden leather apron, grey and waterlogged, wet hair hanging over his face, his legs lost in the water he…
Bestiary
Everything the game knows, written down: commands and systems, the places in the world, and what there is to do in them.
the Ninth Thousand
A vault-thing standing exactly where it was shelved, upright inside a rack of iron bands, nine thousand and one stamped across the plate on…
Grask, who digs
A goblin grown vast and stooped, hands worn down to blunt ruin by digging that never stopped.
Winter
Winter arrived at a shape: a tall faceless silhouette of packed snow and black ice, no features, no ornament, nothing to negotiate with.
Old Aslaug, the Flensemother
An impossibly old woman in a flensing apron stiff with grease, curved knife held mid-cut.
the First Brand
A charred standing figure like a post the fire was tied to, thin ash smoking off it without end.
the Presiding Justice
A robed and wigged figure of the bench, entirely certain of its jurisdiction, one hand raised to rule.
the Fruiting Body
A vast fungal fruiting body, the one deliberate shape in a blind organism, split open and venting spores.
Swarm
A dense drifting swarm of small biting things, thick at the middle and fraying at the edges.
Aberration
A floating aberration, a lobed body ringed with unmatched eyes and thin trailing tentacles.