The Lonely King
**The Lonely King** They call me terrible. They call me wicked. They call me tyrannical, mighty, and the greatest of calamities. They are...
Annun - Pathfinder Custom Race
**offense racial traits** - **countermage** : more proof of their innate magical affinity, annuns gain a +2 racial bonus on spellcraft checks made to identify a spell being cast and a +1 racial bonus on attack rolls against arcane spellcasters.
Invocation
But a daemon, a being with some arcane power to make something happen. “something,” i reasoned, was preferable to the “nothing” that i was experiencing. i had no idea who or what i was conjuring.
First Time: The Race Begins
Thunks sounded off the roof and trunk as several objects - arcane and ordinary - impacted the retreating car, before auren drove them out of the lot and onto the surface street.
Chapter 20: The Archwizard
Rhea was clearly enraged, but the words she cried out were arcane in nature. a spell. senu looked just in time to see her vanish and let out a low whine. invisibility.
A Rift in the Leyline
Upon arriving at their destination, they could see the wild and sparking purple and blue arcane energy erupting from the ground.
Shadow Stalkers: Oops...
She stretched, flexing her wings, luxuriating in the feel of the arcane static that crawled across her body like the gentle touch of a lover. she purred.
Somewhere in Nevada
Somewhere in Nevada, a small oasis reflects the desert sun. A quaint clapboard cabin rests ramshackle on its placid shore, shaded by a lone, leafless tree. Inside that cabin, a bed with wire springs creaking, dusty floorboards, and all appearance of...
Between Winters, part VIII
It is not known how much truth there is to the story, but legend tells that around a thousand years ago, mages from all across the namairian continent collected all existing knowledge of the arcane into one great library for all to use.
Aurora: Chapter Three: The Preparations
She wants me to uncover the arcane athenaeum in vaagriklund. pietro tried to grab the pen from me, but immediately dropped it. with a shaking hand, he wrote, are you serious? is that a big deal? i'm afraid i don't understand. pietro exhaled.
Dark, of Claws and Fangs
It’s was once a wolf, large and imponent, but now corrupted by the arcane filthy coming out of the human’s settlements.
The Change, part 1
His formerly blond hair had gone white, he was about three inches taller, and his eyes were an unnatural, arcane blue. the color blue seemed to mark them all, in the eyes, the skin, the hair, wherever it could.