This could have made Johnny Appleseed's job that much easier!
A wonderfully ornate wood and silk dragon suit of the kind used in the Chinese Dragon dance. Flawlessly crafted, it is a wonder to see.
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The Advance of Technology seems unstoppable. Some things while possible are probably best not produced...
One of the most common healing devices found in the world of Therafter. Suitable for near future settings.
Just the thing for making your demon-infested two-handed sword from Hell!
A bag of enchanted beans. Dare you plant them?
Lightning steel is a miraculous metal formed from an alloy of iron, carbon, silver and pure captured lightning.
"That one, you might want to be careful with that. It doesn't like people..."
"A potion? "
Instrument or Monument? These blur that line.
Few know the secret behind the Flying Monks of Ka-zin is not entirely due to their remarkable skill at acrobatics, but also in the colorful belts they wore.
The product of the Entwiner’s art, this net is carefully crafted with nearly invisible knots in its fine mesh. These knots speak in the language of Entwining Magic, the words of keeping and holding.
Magic that really gets under your skin.
To fly. One of man's oldest and fondest dreams. To soar above like a bird, for the joy of it, to explore, or to strike at one's enemies. It is only natural that magic would be turned towards granting this wish.
Equipment lists for Therafter
The grudging gift of thankful mermen, a fine blade with a bit of baggage.
Dentures, magic dentures.
Also known as the Equalizer.
The perfect ring for those who seek to make the most dramatic of entrances.
The party has found the source of the strange creatures roaming the countryside. The rift in this reality glows with a silver hue, rippling with the wind but never moving. They step through and are immediately assaulted with the scent of rotting meat, some have to muster all their strength not to vomit. Strange cries similar to the beasts the party had faced before can be heard in the distance. Looking around, they see they are in a forest of grey and red rather than the normal brown and green. The trees are sticky to the touch and writhe, perhaps to get away or perhaps as a warning.
The deeper the party goes, the more the forest seems to slither and move underfoot. The cries get closer and more numerous. Creatures lurk in the shadows, all the same color of their surroundings. Whatever the party came in here for, they had better do it fast.
The forest of flesh is waking up, and it is so very hungry.