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This Nybelmarian traveller’s ballad is often heard, in various different forms and fragments, sung on merchant wagons and inns throughout Nybelmar. It originates with rumours and myths prevalent among those few traders who have to brave the passage across the desert wasteland known as “the Bucket” to the north of the dreaded Venlaken Enclave. It seems to describe a hiveling formed of pikewing moths, a rare apparition at best, but unheard of this far north of the marshes and jungle with which the moths are associated. That said, among hivelings abnormality is something of a norm, so there might be some substance to the tale.
 

This obscure, mysterious myth is believed to be a fragment from a far more in-depth account of the lives of the Titans, the four warlike children of the gods Jeyriall and Armeros. Various evaluations of it suggest it follows on from an account of how Etherus deceived the titans into the belief that they must fight to gain power over one another, and would have in turn been succeeded by other accounts of the specific enmity of each Titan for its brothers, and eventually an account of how they were finally subdued.
 

The roots of this story are lost in the bitter and longstanding enmity between the Kuglimz people and their orcen neighbours, the Losh-Oc. Similar tales, with many variants, abound throughout Northern Sarvonia, but are largely concentrated in the Kuglimz territories. Though each version is different, twisting the tale to give the best portrait of the people telling it, (a possible exception being the Ashz-Oc version, which seems simply to portray both Kuglimz and Losh-Oc as foolish and thoughtless) the version told here is unique for its ending not with a noble, self-sacrificial death, but the intervention of a third party. Whether this makes it more likely to be true or less so is debatable, but it is quite possible that this myth has basis in truth – even if it is too much to expect to be able to find the truth of it under all the ingrained hatred between races and tribes.
 

This mullog myth concerns the silverwood bug hivelings which occasionally occur in the Silvermarshes. Like many mullog myths and legends, it forms part of a complex and interconnected web of stories making up the vibrant oral culture of this secluded race. Concerning the popular hero Naulé, this myth focuses on the ancestors and their relationship with living mullogs, giving it great significance to the mullogs, who worship their ancestors as sources of sacred heritage and wisdom.
 

This myth of the 'Vikh people is generally held to be something of an origin tale; explaining the strange apparitions they call "Nohopuku", meaning literally "I will not speak". Nohopuku are an extraordinary phenomenon in themselves – a hiveling composed of the dangerous needlefly, and one of the only kind of hivelings held to be universally dangerous – they will consume any creature which offers them an entrance – usually, as this myth illustrates, an open mouth.
 

This folktale originates with the halflings of Dogodan Shire, where the prized sweet bean originates. Telling of the attempts of “Sconder”, a trickster character who often plagues gardeners in Halfling tales, to outwit the accomplished cook Mrs. Whetiker (possibly a corruption of Whittercorn, the household often attributed with the domestication of sweet beans). Also serving as an instructional tale against greediness, this tale is often given as the origin of the popular treat “bread-babies”, which are occasionally left out in gardens to keep birds off vegetables.
 

"Philosophie of the Molluske Race" was written by Friddriv Alav and compiled and annotated by Seth Ghibta. Friddriv Alav, an Avennorian of reclusive and decidedly eccentric habits, was a noted authority on the molluskes of Caelereth and beyond. In this, his largest, though still incomplete, work, it’s easy to see the extent to which his obsession ruled his life. Although he was undoubtedly a brilliant mind, he was not without flaws, and it should be noted that some of his ideas will strike readers as strange and even incongruous. The fragments of this text were assembled by a researcher seeking to learn more about this elusive man, and to record the unique glitter of a dedicated but sadly little known scholar.