If you helped the Grazuul Tribe, others require similar help. The reward is bigger, as the risks.
To help someone is a good deed. Will you still help, if, well, it is a tribe of Orcs that asks for your help?
The pride of this tribe has led it to ruin. The only thing that remains is to die with pride.
Will certainly not be suspected, a bad luck charm for everyone around.
One of the things you always carry around, and never give it a second look. But even a second look would not help to reveal this one.
The spy starring in Sabotage, part 2. He may be a double-edged character.
Looks to be a weak necromantic item.
A wizard forced to rule over others, now deceased.
A powerful ring of many protective powers, which has its few downsides.
Another dirty job, this time heavily guarded weapon works have to be stopped.
What does a warrior do, if he can not “go on” anymore? Some give up, this one did not.
A great bird so rare (according to some legends only one exists), that with its high intelligence and uniqueness it deserves the status of an NPC.
An ordinary seek-the-artifact scenario gives a valuable lesson why you should always check your employer.
Aurelius is a hermit slightly different from the others. If you think you can provoke the gods without a punishment, you should meet him.
The task easier than usual, escort a group of pilgrims from the sleepy town of A to the dwarven forges of B, get the bell and return. But…
The well-known glassmaker and -blower Rinaldo substituted certain components in old recipes with others, cutting the price to a half, without loss of quality. Great business for him, but who will be hurt?
Snowflake is a white-scaled dragon that has gone slightly mad: not only does she like people (not for lunch,that is!), but she wants them to be happy and fine, even if it is not to their liking…
What happens if you actually get what you have been looking for, all the time ?
A less-traditional NPC, a magical creature, formerly a tree. Might function as a druid or hermit.
A mighty tree it was, giving shelter to wanderers and many birds, until one night two dragons battled on the sky, right over him. Their motives are unknown, but the loser fell to his death on the tree, and that, broken and burned with the acidic blood of one and the fiery breath of other become what it is now.
This tome may give you the information you seek, though you may not be happy reading it. Not really cursed, but gives the information in such a way that many readers despaired before finding the right knowledge.
One thing you must realise is that there is no such thing as pure iron/steel these days. Iron/steel isn't nearly as strong now as it was in medieval times. However, with that said, iron in early medieval times was so soft you could hack right through a helm with a sword and leave a nice lil mark on the skull (depending on the grade of iron used on the sword and the helm, ofcaurse). After many hundreds of years of fine tuning, however, the only use the sword had was to puncture the plate. That was very difficult, however, since the grade of steel was so hard... only blunt instruments and weighted axes had any use against plate armor in later medieval times. Makes me wonder why rapiers were so popular then and why less people wore plate (Other than it's obsene costs... a nice suit of armor would cost as much as a nice lexus does now... and a kings suit would be as much as a rols royce).