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Why do we call it crazy? There are no limits inside CRAZY TOWN. Here you can bet or buy the farm in the same breath. Ain't nobody believin' anyone here's playing with a full deck. Every one's stacked, and in this town, some got less and some got more cards. If you stop in for a visit, you'll find 13 daring folks who step into the dark, then poke the dirtiest corner of it, 13 inquisitive minds who dig into the slime, then stir up whatever twitc...

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Fantasy heroes endure. They are embedded in our cultural fabric, dwarfing other literary figures and the mere men and women of history. Achilles and Odysseus, Gilgamesh and Beowulf. King Arthur and Robin Hood, Macbeth and Sherlock Holmes, Conan and Luke Skywalker. They dominate our legends, and tower over popular culture. The stories we tell each other begin and end with fantasy heroes, and the 21st Century is as thoroughly captivated with the...

Savage Man and Ferocious Beast. Deadly foes since the dawn of time. Where Man dares to tread, Beast has gone before. Where Beast has made its lair, Man brazenly stakes his claim. Domination is the prize. Most often in the bitter battles of bared steel and fang it is the valor of one warrior or a single powerful deed that rallies the day. Yet only the day, for another monstrous foe rises across that next ridge or in that dark night. The Beasts ...

Conan. Elric. Fafhrd and the Gray Mouser. Jirel of Joiry. All could call Return of the Sword home and be proud of it. Join warriors male and female, young and old, in struggles of supremacy, survival, and sacrifice. Witness the spectacle of their deeds, ride with them into battle, stand beside them in the breach, marvel at their heroics. Rejoice beside them, tremble before them, weep with them, die with them . . . triumph with them. This is a ...

Demons. Creatures of the Darkness. When the gates of Hell open, who stands between Man and the Abyss? From mankind's infancy, people have huddled in the dark, drawing signs in the air, muttering quiet prayers, quivering with dread at what roams in the night. Evil spirits riding dark winds blew at mouths of caves, scratched on walls of huts, rapped on stones of castles, whispered under eaves of mansions. And mankind trembled. Yet a few stood, d...