The great magics of the past have become the great cars of the present.
A sword containing the mind of a legendary general, and very picky who may wield it.
A highly modular suit of power armor.
Candles aren’t just for lighting, anymore.
Because the Mind is a Muscle, too.
A set of stones which bring trouble wherever they go.
The Ghorish Maw is used by the Ogre Tribes which live in the Ghor Mountains, named after a legendary Ogre Chieftain who once resided there. Known for his love of eating, these are the weapons he armed his warriors with.
Rain slowly builds, thunder and lightning continue to roll in. Road muddies, horse/wagon getting stuck in the mud. Thunder strikes coinciding with a deep hole a horse just walked in, horse panics, breaks its leg (maybe just sprain?). Horse is decompacitated and the rain just went from pouring to an all out monsoon. Shelter needs to be found, horse needs to be taken care of, covered in mud, add the posibility of items being lost to the confusion with the wind and dealing with spooked animals.