That there is a big gun, partner…
Sure is. Feeling lucky?
The Seven Lords of the Peninsulari each wore a magical signet ring identifying them as a sovereign lord.
Manifold collections of wheels, and gears, springs and coils, all bound by the inexoriable tread of time.
The chimera is a trifold beast, and the Chimeric ring likewise is a trifold item, both magical, and cursed.
Long ago there was a cult who worshipped Bast, the fickle goddess of Felines. Their temple has fallen, and the cult dispersed and all that remains is a silver wand adorned with the holy symbol of bast, a cat with emeralds for eyes…
Sometimes a sword’s value is not determined by magical properties, of gilding and jewels. Sometimes it’s value comes from it’s deeds and it’s history
Small bits of precious metal, and flawless jewels woven into the mane of a noble steed
When the campfires grow dim, stories are told. Stories of lost cities, great heroes and legends of old. One of these is the story of Knurlheim. Once the proud capital of the Dwarfs, now a ruin- abandoned long ago. Filled with vast riches and treasure. It’s secrets forgotten with the decline of the Dwarfs, long ago. No one knows is certain if it ever exsisted at all.