Phantasms are decesaed spirits of mages who cannot find rest. Their immortal souls still surge with their magical talents but without an anchor to the mortal world, these chaotic energies have driven the Phantasms quite mad. They drift throughout the world, seeking something they no longer comprehend or remember, unleashing their fiersome magical powers on any unlucky stranger in their path. Their constant need to find this forgotten piece of themselves have twisted them to try steal the lives of mortal men. Their insane hope is that if they can become someone else, they will regain their reason for existence, but this is the false hope of the lost. They may

Keys and locks are as much metaphysical symbols of the human condition as they are physical objects. There is something almost mystical about the concept of an object that can close off part of the world, and another that can rejoin that orphaned realm to its larger family. As with everything mystical and metaphysical, there must be an essential origin for it, the first of its kind which spawned all the rest. The Skeleton Key is said to be the first Key in existence, which gave rise to the very idea of keys, and as such can be said to be every key. But being “every” key does not mean it

Vampires are one of the most dangerous breeds of creatures that the darkness has given us. The beauty and seduction of succubi with the cannibalistic bloodlust of ogres. They are hunters of mankind who love nothing more than to enjoy us, use us, abuse us, and then dispose of us. They are predators and parasites. But they weren’t always like this. Vampirism is a curse and a disease that is, more often than not, forced onto its victim. Most vampires were turned into these unholy abominations against their will, forced to become addicted to blood and allergic to sunlight. They become what they are not because they enjoy it, but because

The Horn of Plenty is the cornucopia of the gods, fallen from heaven where it provided the divine with an endless supply of food to keep their immortal lives sated. The Horn of Plenty is a hollow curved horn of a long-dead mythical beast, roughly three feet long and a foot wide at its mouth. When mortal blood is poured into the Horn, it will produce (seemingly from nowhere) an abundance of raw produce that spills from the Horn’s mouth. As long as the Horn is kept well fed, it will keep creating food. Name: Horn of Plenty Type: Tool Blessing: The Horn can, if given the right sacrifice, create enough

A tunic passed down from father to son throughout the generations, never losing its brilliant azure hue, nor a single thread from its count. This Ancestral Tunic from time immemorial seems to resist time itself, because it was woven from pure mana-weave, a fabric now consigned to myths and legends. This arcane thread from which the Tunic was made is not only magical in and of itself, but it draws in the magical energies from all around it to imbue its wearer with an arcane might he could only dream of. It has created sorcerers out of serfs, conjurers out of clods and mages out of merchants. The Ancestral Tunic is