They ruled from temples heaped with skulls that echoed with the discordant chants of the faithful
while others intentionally created their own lifeways
hostile places wher man could never survive
It's also got a whole passel o' nasty critters to throw at those do-gooders
Adventurers Armory (Castles & Crusades) Novels - Rifts Novels They ruled from temples heapedThe sounds of battle! The ringing of sword on sword, the crack of an axe as it thuds into wood and iron, the whistling arrow as it flies from the bent bow, the dull clattering of hammer on helm, and the crumpled rage of iron beaten by blade and hammer. This is the music of battle, and the instruments of this symphony of death and destruction, the maces, swords, shields, helms, spear, bows, are the armory of every warrior. This is the Adventurers