Niklas once again explores rumors of an ascendant being, this time among the ssurrans of the Scortched Plateau.
A part of The Sands of Athas netzine, Perilous Pages: Spellbooks and Scrolls Under the Dark Sun discusses the unique role of spellbooks on Athas. An article for any edition.
The Valley of the Spine is an area of sandy wastes and rocky badlands between the Black Spine mountains and the Broken Butte, south of Giustenal. What secrets does the valley hold?
Death among the rocky badlands, budding mountains, and numerous silt basins of the southern coast of the Estuary of the Forked tongue can come quick, but a life can be made here or at least a living. On the Grey Coast, desert tribes trade with one another and a few outposts that eek out an existence, ruins of ancient times are revealed in the silt and beckon would be treasure hunters, traders always need new caravan guards, slavers always need new stock, and tales of the Fabled City of Plenty call to the curious.
A menu from The Halfling's Spoon, an Athasian eatery. Read More
Hamanau's Code is a strict set of laws that govern every aspect of life under the preview of Hamanu, Sorcerer-King of Urik.
Another ancient unofficial article found in the web archives:
According to the Draji religion, a faith propagated by centuries of state sponsorship, King Tectuktitlay is the supreme temporal and spiritual authority of the cosmos, a kind of perfect incarnation of the spiritual forces of Athas. The Draji are taught that their King is the creator of all life and is responsible for investing the world with order and purpose. Unlike their neighbours in Raam, the people of Draj largely believe what the Moon Priests have taught them and they look upon Athas as world with their own King as its necessary centre. In Draj, as in Gulg, it is the state religion which dominates Draji identity and outlook, making it one of the more stable cities of the region, and certainly the most arrogant.
An ancient unofficial article from the depths of the internet: The Dray, the draconic race who dwell far beneath the scorched surface of Athas, owe their fearsome form to a transformation wrought ages ago upon the band of humans who then served under Dregoth. However it was not only the bodies of his people that the Dread Lord saw fit to alter to his liking, but also their hearts and minds. This was achieved long before the physical transformation, when he fashioned for them a new religion, one which places himself at the centre of a cosmic drama in which they would play a vital part.
Words and Language of the Athasian Elf.