"Again? Okay, where the hell did that come from? He's cut off, damnit!."
A means to deliver a pointed message...
“No! I didn’t steal those! It was the bleedin’ cloak I tell you!”
A fine brass ring adorned with the figures of pigeons and doves.
A very useful tool for a worker of magic.
Those fancy robes are not just for show.
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.
Expertise on a tab? Of course! Sign me up!
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.
Along the sluggish Vanne River, the banks are lined with thick stands of tall bulrushes. These areas of wetland are considered ill-omened by the locals, for they hide the skeletal remains of thousands of grazing animals, washed downriver in a terrible flood decades before.
Adding to the uncanny reputation of the place is the occasional undead cow or goat that lurks there. The product of a necromancer's experiments some years before, these relatively harmless undead wander the area at night, startling livestock as they attempt to graze with them.