The silver and gold longsword of a knight of flame.
A graceful servant of the God of Fire, Destruction, and Rebirth, this fanatic warrior is devoted to the ‘cleansing’ of the world with flame.
A set of polished silver and gold tea cups and saucers, and accompanying silver serving plate, that will serve on its own.
A brightly colored ink that hardens the skin.
Once an adventurer, this now disembodied mage is seeking a reason to continue, or a way to die.
The ruins of the lands that bore the confrontation between the Mad God of Avarice and the Storm Queen, this place has been soaked by the divine essence of two of the most chaotic gods.
The shattered remnants of a divine weapon, a certain amount of power remains in these bits of celestial metal.
The Crown Princess of Sadaren needs a husband! There’s just a few teeny little problems.
The less-than-delicate heiress to the land of Sadaren, her battle prowess is as legendary to those people as her lack of education.
Centaur-crafted marching drums, imbued with firey power.
A masterwork katana meant to give souls to the undead.
Ringed round by ancient political foes, this ancient nation finds itself dealing with a powerful foe, one with far more sinister hungers than money or land.
A front-line missionary into the worst of places.
A magical synthetic limb, with the power to call Lightning and Thunder.
"...the city was built on many levels, linked by stone bridges. But with the improvements in diet and corresponding increase in stature and strength of the populace, these bridges became too low, and the people would hit their heads. The bridges were eventually done away with in 1764, but the scars on the walls where they once jutted out remain, and in Low Bridge Street there is still one extant bridge, measuring about 6' high." - Chronicler Rasill, Mondopedia, Vol II (The Lands of Hyellia)