Local farmers and foresters have the greatest bow making wood in all the land, they also have the skill to protect it.
Just seeing if I can upload and view a picture from the submission page.
Penned by a famed artist/naturalist who was known for his wide travels is a series of illustrated books detailing vegetation, animals, and insects that he had studied. Each manuscript has a very detailed picture of the subject with appropriate labelings accompanied by a recourse on the observations and/or uses of the subject.
Chome was an unlucky magician that lost an arm in a horrible spell backfire. Undeterred he created this necklace which gives him a phantom arm.
Made for a wealthy carpenter to ease his workload, those that have it can find other uses for it. Used to cut perfect holes in wood or create wood doll rods.
Nobody knows how many were made or who the creator was. It is only known that in need, the blades always appear to those that are worthy. They lift those they choose into places of power and use that influence to rage a millennium old war.
A substance, born of the cold and adapted to the warmth of the human world. Its natural state is a mercury type liquid but when held in frozen conditions the wielder may will it to take any form desired. Their only limit is the amount of liquid they have.
A weapon with multiple personalities. Always a chance you can get the one you want, always a chance you won’t. Once drawn will you be able to wield it? Will you be able to use the powers and knowledge or will you be swept away by the needs and wants of this intelligent item?
Small green gem about the size of a large thumb. When touched by somebody other then the current owner without his consent it immediately shrinks the person that touches to half his size.
A startling red ruby with fine cuts that sparkle brilliantly in any light. When successfully balanced on the flat of a blade it rises into the air a swirls around protecting the wielder.
A well worn ornamental axe that has been used beyond its intended ritual uses. Reason being that it has an aura around it that negates all magic.
A well worn plain staff made from oak. Gives who holds it the power to track as a wolf.
Grothar’s oxen driking horn has an ornate silver encasement over the bottom half of the horn. The horn will turn saltwater into the finest dwarven ale.
The original armor of King Inturt. Was lost to him on a long past campaign when he was captured by his enemy. When rescued they couldn’t find his armor or weapons. If found, he would pay a hefty ransom for its return. Sentimental value.
A full suit that can absorb one magic spell at a time. When a spell is cast at the wearer the armor sucks up the spells affects and stores them until the wearer directs them somewhere else.
Fist sized diamond made famous by the thief Tolky. Stole the ‘rock’ from the Archmage Olikan and made it famous when his hidden thief’s den was found and destroyed by Olikan. The rock was never found though and Olikan searches for it to this day.
Beautiful red ruby seated in the golden gildwork of a half closed eyelid. Amulet causes unappreciated effects when rubbed or caressed.
A bronze bowl with warrior carvings around the outside of it. When used correctly it will allow the wielder’s spirit to venture out of thier body and go where it wishes.
A very ornate and very old looking spell book. Chock full of spells, most of which are unreadable by any magic user. The ones that can be read, unfortunately, don’t have the affect the mage is looking for.
It seemed like a great place to camp. The clearing was good sized and sheltered from the wind. The brook just a few feet away. There is a natural hallow to keep the horses.
Then the night came.
It was like it became a different place. The temperature dropped. The wind, which does not seem to disturb cloth, almost cuts through you like an arctic wind. No one can sleep, as the soft ground has turned hard. The horses are uneasy. The Bats are flying over and stopping in the trees.
And then there is the eyes. There are glowing eyes just inside the tree line watching your group. The mages and clerics can detect nothing, but there is still something there.
(yet there is nothing at all... The Darkness will do nothing unless the players do something to it. And even then it will all seem to be a conincidence.)
Of course, in the morning, it all becomes sweet and light.