Anti-illusion salve

“I would have sworn it was butter! I can’t believe it!”

A metalworking hammer with a hollow handle and a small dial near the head. A useful tool and effective makeshift weapon.

Each year, One member of the two sides of the tribe is chosen to Acend. It is a deep ritual used to maintain the contact the tribe has with its two gods. Sometimes, you gotta go out with a bang.

There are two types of P’nash trees that survive, the Red berry tree, and the White berry tree. Both can be picked and, other than some mild psychological effects, are rather benign. Combined in the right situation ... Well that’s something else.

There are two types of P’nash trees that survive, the Red berry tree, and the White berry tree. Both can be picked and, other than some mild psychological effects, are rather benign. Combined in the right situation ... Well that’s something else.

Not many plants kill animals. This oaklike tree is predatory in the spreading of its seeds.

This herb is given to the father of a baby upon conception. Nine months later, the father will have an experience that will instill life long respect in the mother of his child.

The result of an unexpected side effect of magical research. The cherries help to light up the dark in a unique way.

A life form that emits bright light while feeding.

Why call a staff a sword? No accident, I assure you. A sword strikes people down, injuring thier life. Danrick’s Sword injures the victims lives, to be sure, but a bruise from an old man’s stick is only the beginning of thier woes.

Princess Matriax was the daughter of Lord Greybaer, known from the war as "The Butcher of ..." a handful of towns and a couple provinces. If that wasn’t enough, the princess had her own guard, troupe of guards, that was hers to see trained and use as she see fit.

She didn’t need a defender, not in the sense of some bodyguard. She was quick to take offense, because it amused her to have an excuse to strike people herself, to "quell the insurgents" herself.

She uses her purse to bash people. Her purse is her defender.

Set a number of decades after part one.

Prince Tibalt survived his unique birth into the world and is now grown into the King of Jaegerwald. Jaegerwald is no stranger to werewolves, but when members of the kings staff and council start transforming with no apprent contact with werewolves, the PCs are charged with finding and destroying this hidden monster.

Set in a heavily wooded kingdom of reknown werewolf hunters.

A princess on a hunt goes missing. Rumors of a new, more fierce werewolf surface. The party needs to find the princess before she or her seven month pregnancy are in danger.

A product of chaos storms and waaaaaaaaaaaay to much caffine, Beet has boundless energy and the single mindedness of a stick.

Thin, tough, gummy almost to a point of rubber, and pitch black in color, it was only by sheer accident that anyone outside the drow race ever learned it was food.

In case you get a sinking feeling, you can use this.

Adventurers have timewasters too, but sometimes the timewasters aren’t a waste…

Cheating death always has a price. For those who don the Shroud of Ster, the price is pain and suffering for ages.

Many men have looked at the birds and envied thier innocent flight, and looked at the fish and envied thier serene swimming. Felonious Twist was a mage that saw a connection.

Made by an anarchist trying to seed dissent, the potions actually work better than normal potions of understanding languages ... sort of.

This item is silly.