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Mudville| Dae Asp | Five feet long this dusty brown snake would not be so menacing if not for the three pairs of fangs it now displays before you. Many an adventurer has a tale of near death to accompany one of the trademark six-holed bite wounds. |
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| Dao Lord | This powerful being is a native of the elemental plane of earth. A
greater spirit of overwhelming evil, it works solely to further its own
twisted goals, causing pain and suffering in its wake. Known for their
incredible power and cunning, the Dao are deadly foes.
The Dao Lord snarls at you hatefully. "This realm will be your tomb, usurpers! No one disrupts my plans and lives!" |
| Dark Apprentice | This tall, mysterious figure is garbed in flowing robes of dark grey
and black, and moves with an alarming grace. Emblazoned on the front and
cuffs of its robe is a clenched white fist.
The dark apprentice looks you up and down contemtuously, spits, and moves into a battle ready stance! |
| Dark Assassin | This lean, stooped figure is tightly swathed in jet black robes. A
horned skull is emblazoned on its chest, and a pair of straight blades
hang on its back. It moves with the incredibly quiet grace of the trained
killer.
The dark assassin screams, "Glory to the Blood God!" |
| Dark Bishop | This large, ugly man is garbed entirely in plate and chainmail. He
wields a massive, wicked-looking flail. An aura of power surrounds him,
despite his ordinary appearance, and something about the fanatical light
burning in his eyes makes you very afraid!
The dark bishop looks you up and down, saying, "Pathetic fools, your arrogance will cost you your life. No one enters the inner sanctum and lives! Your blood will feed my god, and as you lay dying upon my altar, you will curse your god for forsaking you!" |
| Dark Cleric #1 & 2 | The figure standing before you is clad in enameled black chainmail,
and wears a hooded mask so that you cannot see its face. It wields a spiked
morning-star, and carries a large shield with a hideous horned skull emblazoned
on it. It moves without uttering a sound.
The dark cleric screams, "Glory to the Blood God!" |
| Dark Cultist #1 & 2 | This black-robed figure is completely shrouded, so that you cannot
see even the smallest feature. It could be nearly any humanoid creature.
A black iron pendant in the shape of a five-pointed star hangs around its
neck, and it wields a curved shortsword
The dark cultist screams, "Glory to the Blood God!" |
| Dark Dabbler | This hunched figure appears to be human, but moves with a strange slowness and smells strongly of rot and decay. Dead cats hang from his belt like grisly war trophies. It moves about clutching a gnarled wooden staff, searching the sewers for new victims. |
| Dark Druid | This mysterious, cowled figure wears a robe of dark grey embellished
with black runes. Glittering eyes peer at you maliciously from the depts
of its hood, and it wields a twisted oaken staff as if it knows how to
use it.
The dark druid laughs mercilessly, and says, "You will make a fine sacrifice to our lord, the High Druid." |
| Dark Goblin | This sly goblin has dusky grey skin and luminescent red eyes. He wears
black chainmail armor and wields a cruel-looking morning-star. He leers
evilly at you and chuckles.
The dark goblin grins savagely at you, exposing shiny pointed teeth. |
| Dark Goblin Archer | This sneaky-looking goblin has dusky grey skin and is clad in black
leather armor. It wields a short bow, and a shortsword swings by its side.
The dark goblin archer grins savagely at you, exposing shiny pointed teeth. |
| Dark Goblin Warlock | This evil-looking goblin has dusky grey skin and luminescent red eyes.
He wears shiny black hide armor, and wields a long curved sword. His pointy
white teeth are bard in an evil grin as he advances towards you.
The dark goblin warlock grins savagely at you, exposing shiny pointed teeth. |
| Dark Mage | This hunched, black-robed figure creeps about with the aid of a gnarled
staff. Embroidered in crimson thread upon the chest and cuffs of its robe
is a hideous horned skull. Eyes glitter darkly at you from the depths of
its hood, and an aura of evil power surrounds it.
The dark mage screams, "Glory to the Blood God!" |
| Dark Monk | This tall, mysterious figure is garbed in flowing robes of dark grey
and black, and moves with alarming grace. Emblazoned on the front and cuffs
of its robes is a clenched grey fist.
The dark monk looks you up and down contemptuously, spits, and moves into a battle-ready stance! |
| Dark Mystic | This tall, mysterious figure is garbed in flowing robes of dark grey
and black, and moves with an alarming grace. Emblazoned on the front and
cuffs of its robe is a clenched red fist.
The dark mystic looks you up and down contemptuously, spits, and moves into a battle-ready stance! |
| Dark Paladin #1 & 2 | This tall, imposing figure is entirely clad in glittering black chainmail.
It wields a heavy broadsword and a black shield emblazoned with a red horned
skull. It stands with the practiced grace of a competent warrior, and is
likely to be a tough opponent.
The dark paladin screams, "Glory to the Blood God!" |
| Dark Phoenix | This large magical bird is a sight of black feathers and tainted fire. It has a massive forty-foot wing span, and the feathers are a mix of black, red and dark blue. It gazes at you with golden yellow eyes, pure malevolence shining down at you. |
| Dark Priest #1 & 2 | This black-shrouded figure stares at you with unmistakeable intensity.
It wields a spiked mace which it waves about menacingly, and it makes arcane
gestures with its free hand.
The dark priest screams, "Glory to the Blood God!" |
| Dark Warlock | This tall, imposing figure is garbed entirely in black leather and
robes. It wields a long, straight blade in one hand, and makes mystic gestures
with its other. A red-horned skull is stitched in thread on the dark warlock's
tabard.
The dark warlock screams, "Glory to the Blood God!" |
| Dark Warrior | This tall, imposing figure is entirely clad in glittering black platemail.
It wields a heavy greatsword, and a tabard with the symbol of a red horned
skull hangs upon its chest. It stands with the discipline of the trained
fighter.
The dark warrior screams, "Glory to the Blood God!" |
| Dark Wizard | This tall, mysterious man wears a glittering jet-black robe covered
in glowing red runes. He wields a slender silvery staff that crackles with
lightning. The look in his eyes speaks of incredible knowledge, and he
is surrounded by a withering aura of power.
The dark wizard laughs at you callously, and says, "You fool. Your pathetic hubris will gain you nothing but your painful and utter demise. Do you think you can defeat ME? Pray to your puny god one last time, adventurer, as it will surely be the last occasion." |
| Dark-Elf Archmage | An aura of power surrounds this master of magic. From beneath his drawn
hood you see glowing eyes peering out at the world with a dark knowledge
no mortal should possess. He grips a long, twisted bone staff in both hands.
The dark-elf archmage eyes you with cold contempt, not even deigning to waste emotion on what he is sure will soon be charred flesh. |
| Dark-Elf Citizen | This dark-elf has a rather noble air about her and moves with much
grace. She is dressed in black robes that nearly reach the ground and a
drawn hood hides her features. A long curved dagger hangs from her belt.
The dark-elf citizen looks at you in disgust, saying "Pathetic scum, prepare to meet your heathen god." |
| Dark-Elf Emissary | This dark-elf moves about with superb grace and makes no sound whatsoever.
Wielding an adamantite spear and black, form-fitting leather, he has the
look of a predator in his eyes.
The dark-elf emissary looks at you in disgust, saying "Pathetic scum, prepare to meet your heathen god." |
| Dark-Elf Faithkeeper | This dark figure is clad in flowing black robes that are marked in
several places with strange, arcance symbols. His face is shrouded in some
unnatural darkness by his drawn hood. Around his neck is an amulet of his
dark goddess, and in his hand is a bloodstained knife.
The dark-elf faithkeeper looks at you in disgust, saying "Pathetic scum, prepare to meet your heathen god." |
| Dark-Elf Harvester | This dark-elf moves about with superb grace and makes no sound whatsoever.
In one hand he carries a heavy sickle, with which he collects mushrooms,
placing them in a bag about his waist.
The dark-elf harvester looks at you in disgust, saying "Pathetic scum, prepare to meet your heathen god." |
| Dark-Elf High Priestess | Before you stands one of the most feared creatures in dark-elf society- the royal priestess. She is dressed in robes of the deepest black and in one hand she holds a rune-etched sceptre. Her eyes are bottomless pools of darkness and her gaze chills you to your soul.
The high priestess shrieks in rage, and curses you in the name of her dark goddess! |
| Dark-Elf Hunter | This dark-elf moves about with superb grace and makes no sound whatsoever.
Wielding an adamantite spear and black, form-fitting leather, he has the
look of a predator in his eyes.
The dark-elf hunter looks at you in disgust, saying "Pathetic scum, prepare to meet your heathen god." |
| Dark-Elf Nobleman | This haughty dark-elf is dressed in fine silks and silvery jewelry.
A long blade hangs from a scabbard on his back, and from the easy grace
with which he moves, he knows how to use it.
The dark-elf nobleman looks at you in disgust, saying "Pathetic scum, prepare to meet your heathen god." |
| Dark-Elf Queen | The queen of the dark-elves of this region is almost masculinely muscular,
moves with uncanny speed even for an elf. An aura of utter dominance radiates
from her, and she eyes you with a gaze so piercing you feel as though she
sees right through you.
The Queen of these dark-elves screams: "Intruders! Infidels! Your impertinence will be met by the searing fires and the cold steel of my bodyguards! When you are dead, we will defile your bodies and let them rot like the offal you are!" |
| Dark-Elf Royal Guard | This frightening-looking dark-elf has only one purpose in life - to
protect his king and queen. He is clad in grey and black chainmail, and
in his heavily muscled arms he wields a fine-bastard sword.
The dark-elf royal guard looks at you in disgust, saying "Pathetic scum, prepare to meet your heathen god." |
| Dark-Elf Servant | This dark-elf moves about performing such jobs as delivering meals,
cleaning messes and passing on messages. Although subservient to the other
dark-elves, he is nonetheless a decent fighter with his long curved knife.
The dark-elf servant looks at you in disgust, saying "Pathetic scum, prepare to meet your heathen god." |
| Dark-Elf Soldier | This dark-elf's finely chiseled features are partially shielded by
a chain coif. Garbed in a chainmail hauberk, he wields a fine broadsword
inscribed with strange letters.
The dark-elf soldier looks at you in disgust, saying "Pathetic scum, prepare to meet your heathen god." |
| Dark-Elf Warlock | This formidable-looking warrior is garbed in black leather armor. Around
his neck hangs a strange talisman, and he wields a long blade in one hand.
His intense gaze seems to pierce the shadows, an aura of power emanating
strongly from him.
The dark-elf warlock looks at you in disgust, saying "Pathetic scum, prepare to meet your heathen god." |
| Dark-Elf Weaponsmaster | This mail-clad warrior moves with the feral grace of a seasoned warrior.
His every movement is both accurate and lightning-quick. Girded about his
waist is an elaborate scabbard, and a long black sword hilt thrusts out
from within.
The weaponsmaster spits at your feet in disgust, and moves into a fighting stance. |
| Dathalar | This tall, handsome man has long black hair down to the middle of his
back, and wears bright red clothes that immediately catch your eye.
The long-haired man says "Greetings, o dusty one. What wearisome travels have brought you this far inland?" He grins slightly, saying "Perhaps you got lost in the dark, and wandered in here by accident! In that case, you might find some use in purchasing one of my lovely lamps, or, if money is a little tight, I could afford to give you some torches for free." |
| Death Dog | This appears to be an ordinary, if somewhat large, reddish-brown mastiff.
As you look closer though, you see that it has no eyes, just bony hollows.
It seems to move around using only its sense of smell, as it sniffs about
continually.
The death dog turns its sightless face towards you, and opens its mouth in a silent howl! |
| Demonling | This tiny, vicious creature is the unwanted result of a failled summoning spell. Wild and uncontrollable, it is incredibly fast and deadly for its size, and delights in ruin and chaos. |
| Depraved Murderer #1 | This slobbering, vicious murderer prowls about here in search of victims.
He holds a bloodstained spiked club in one hand, and a large bag full of
scalps in the other.
The depraved murdered grins at you evilly! |
| Depraved Murderer #2 | This slobbering, vicious murderer prowls about here in search of victims.
He holds a bloodstained axe in one hand, and a large bag full of scalps
in the other. A leather muzzle covers most of his features, with the exception
of the burning hatred in his gaze.
The depraved murdered grins at you evilly! |
Deranged Priest | This black haired, black eyed priest is garbed in brown sack cloth. He appears to be whispering to himself in some tongue which you can't place. As you look closer at him you notice a slight slant to his eyes, which you have not seen on any other humanoid form. |
| Devourer | This gigantic glowing worm emanates huge amounts of heat. It has no eyes and senses by the vibrations it feels through its forty-foot long body. The most noticeable thing about this worm is the great maw it has including the superheating appendate around its mouth. |
| Dhelvanen | This tall, intense-looking man is garbed in deep blue robes with silvery
stitching. His long brown hair is shot through with grey. He is calm and
composed, and has a gling of vast experience in his eye. He could be a
valuable ally, or a dangerous opponent.
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| Diamond Guardian | This is a strange beast. |
| Dire Wolf | This huge wolf stands nearly four feet in height, and is covered in
a glossy grey pelt. Its red eyes glare at you visciously, and it bares
its fangs and growls spitefully.
The dire wolf growls at you menacingly! |
| Displacer Beast | This jet-black animal resembles a puma almost exactly -- with the exception
of glowing green eyes and spiked tentacles growing from its shoulders.
Displacer beasts are known to create illusions of themselves up to a few
feet away, so it makes them very hard to hit.
The displacer beast growls at you menacingly! |
| Dragon Hatchling | This large reptilian creature is about twelve feet long, and is covered
in bright orange scales. It has long talons and fangs, and its wingspan
is easily twice its length. A wisp of smoke trails from its mouth as it
looks at you with its glittering black eyes.
The dragon hatchling hisses at you loudly, exhaling a dense cloud of smoke! |
| Dragonfish | The dragonfish is widely known as one of the most vicious freshwater
predators. Though it is not huge, its razor-sharp teeth, incredible speed,
and burning steam breath make it a terrible foe. Dragonfish are thought
to be the result of a mad wizard's experiments.
The dragonfish looks at you blankly and blows a few bubbles. |
| Dread Mystic | Tall and powerfully built, this intimidating figure has the speed of a cobra, the stealth of a cat, and the ruthless predatory instinct of a tiger. He is garbed in flowing nightblack robes, embellished with deep blue symbols representing a clenched fist. |
| Drider | This strange creature has the head and torso of a dark-elf, and the
body of a giant spider. It is armed with a shortsword, and the numerous
scars on its body tell you it's seen several battles and survived.
The drider looks at you in disgust, saying "Pathetic scum, prepare to meet your heathen god." |
| Druid Spirit | Before you stands the image of a grey-cloaked druid leaning upon a
nightblack staff. His piercing grey eyes seem to penetrate your mind, and
he looks as if he is evaluating you as the merchants examine livestock.
The druid spirit greets you with a bow, saying "Welcome young one. Thy travels have brought thee far, to find me in this cursed tomb where I am bound. The dark one was cruel indeed to keep my spirit in this plane after we were vanquished, but even in defeat there can be hope. I have little left to offer, save my experiences fighting the unnamed one. My skill is thine to learn from, and I would gladly train thee to the next level of advancement. One more thing I can offer you: seek the old one in the heart of the darkenwood, he alone lived through the Great Wars, and he alone has mastery enough to provide thee with the necessary learning you shall surely need in the future." |
| Drunken Brawler | This obviously plastered person staggers aimlessly about, an empty
pewter tankard in one hand, and a link of sausages in the other. He is
quite angry, probably at being thrown out of every bar in town, and is
picking fights with everyone he meets.
The drunken brawler throws up all over you! |
| Duergar Captain | This powerfully-built dwarf wears heavy mail and wields a broad axe.
From beneath his iron helmet his dark eyes peer out watchfully. His skin
is sallow and greyish, his demeanor calculating and cruel. The so-called
deep dwarves are reknowned for their hatred of the good.
The duergar captain sneers at you insolently, and hefts his axe. |
| Duergar Lord | This heavy-browed deep dwarf has piercing blue eyes, and a pallid complexion
that makes him look like a corpse. A palpable aura of command surrounds
him, and anyone can see that he is in control of some mystical evil power.
The duergar lord looks you over contemptuously. |
| Duerger Warrior | This powerfully-built dwarf wears heavy mail and wields a broad axe.
From beneath his iron helmet his dark eyes peer out watchfully. His skin
is sallow and greyish, his demeanor calculating and cruel. The so-called
deep dwarves are reknowned for their hatred of the good.
The duergar warrior sneers at you insolently, and hefts his axe. |
| Dustdevil | This whirling creature is shrouded in a man-sized tornado of sand. Two burning red eyes can be seen glowing from within the whirlwind, accompanied by a malevolent evil presence. |
| Dwarf | This lightly-armoured dwarf goes about his daily business with a determined
gait. At his side swings a well-used battle axe -- after all, even a regular
citizen of Khazarad is a decent warrior.
The dwarf looks you up and down carefully, and gives you a curt nod. |
| Dwarven Barkeep | This lightly-armoured dwarf is quite happy to serve drinks and clean
the bar all day. Used to hearing all manner of stories, he is not easily
surprized by anything. Who knows what tales he may have to tell...
The barkeep nods to you, saying "Welcome to my tavern, stranger. I serve nothing fancy, but what I serve is hearty and wholesome. The ale is fresh and strong, and there is a lot of it. And if you have the liking of telling a tale or sharing a few rumours, I'll not stop you from doing so." |
| Dwarven Cleric | This powerfully-built dwarf wears heavy mail and wields a heavy hammer.
From beneath his iron helmet his dark eyes peer out warily. Skilled and
powerful warriors, the dwarven folk of Khazarad are not to be made enemies
of lightly.
The dwarf looks you up and down carefully, and gives you a curt nod. |
| Dwarven Guard | This powerfully-built dwarf wears heavy mail and wields a broad axe.
From beneath his iron helmet his dark eyes peer out watchfully. Skilled
and powerful warriors, the dwarven folk of Khazarad are not to be made
enemies of lightly.
The dwarf looks you up and down carefully, and gives you a curt nod. |
| Dwarven Healer | This powerfully-built dwarf wears light mail, and wields a heavy hammer.
Though peacefully inclined, he is no slouch in battle and would be a match
for many a lesser foe.
The dwarven healer greets you with a curt nod and a smile, gesturing to the sign. "You are welcome to any of my services, should you choose to use them. You may buy a cure to whatever ails you here." |
| Dwarven Merchant | This squat, broad figure is perhaps the most ludricrous sight you could
wish to see. Perched on his back is a backpack at least the same size as
he is! The dwarf wears fine robes, underneath which the glint of chainmail
can be seen, and at his side is a broad axe.
The dwarven merchant looks you over suspiciously, but after a moment his eyeslight up at the prospect of a paying customer. "Greetings, traveler," he says, "I be the traveling merchant Gorthuk. Many fine wares I bring from yon mountain stronghold, the likes of which have not been seen in these parts since olden times! Now that the barricade has been blown asunder by the gnomish inventors, trade between the peoples of mount Khazarad and Silvermere can once again continue." |
| Dwarven Miner | This lightly-armoured dwarf works diligently in the many mines which
spread out like a spiderweb from the dwarven city. He is grungy and somewhat
antisocial, which makes him perfect for a miner's life. In one hand he
carries a heavy pickaxe, which he wields with skill.
The dwarf looks you up and down carefully, and gives you a curt nod. |
| Dwarven Nobleman | This well-groomed dwarf wears fine chainmail under his stately robes.
He bears an expression of haughtiness, but is not ill-willed -- he serves
his people as much as they serve him. At his side hangs a heavy axe, and
he likely knows how to wield it.
The dwarf looks you up and down carefully, and gives you a curt nod. |
| Dwarven Shopkeeper | This lightly-armoured dwarf works in his shop with great pride and professionalism.
Though dwarves are often considered to be somewhat slow in the head, they
are actually very shrewed and this makes them excellent businessmen.
The dwarven shopkeeper greets you with a broad smile, saying "Welcome to my excellent store, stranger! Have a look at my marvelous wares, and be sure to note that it all is of the best quality and craftmanship. I go to no expense to get the best!" |
| Dwarven Smith | This lightly armoured dwarf pounds away at the forge with typical dwarven
diligence and concentration. Even more heavily muscled than most dwarves,
he looks as though he could pound a foe into pulp as easily as he hammers
at his metal works.
The dwarf looks you up and down carefully, and gives you a curt nod. |
| Dwarven Warrior | This powerfully-built dwarf wears heavy mail and wields a broad axe.
From beneath his iron helmet his dark eyes peer out watchfully. Skilled
and powerful warriors, the dwarven folk of Khazarad are not to be made
enemies of lightly.
The dwarf looks you up and down carefully, and gives you a curt nod. |
| Dying Pharoh | The pharoh, once arrogantly noble and tyranically powerful, now lays
dying on the stone floor. Broken and cut from many wounds, he is aging
at an unnatural rate, that will soon take him from this moral realm. Strangely,
he looks sad and peaceful now.
The pharaoh turns his head to one side-- a supreme effort that obviously causes him major pain. You lean closer as he whispers something barely audible: "Dao... fled. Enter... portal... hurry! Close... soon." "Finally... free..." |
| Dying Slaver Leader | The once-haughty slaver leader has now been reduced to a babbling fool.
He is a complete coward and would respond to any threats or requests for
information given to him.
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