Book of the Dread

I remember it, as if it was yesterday. The smell, the texture, the overwhelming feel of dread, as I laid my weary eyes upon its leathery binding. It really feels like yesterday. But its been close to 20 years now. The `Book of Dread`. Written many, many centuries ago in the gobi desert, by the mad Caliph Abril Ab Hazreds on Human skin. Human skin he harvested himself. How he harvested, you might ask? I will not talk about the atrocities he committed. He collected all the rituals and spells he co...