Though I wonder... what kind of lovers of music will turn up at this auction, or will buy the items later? Probably the dark sort, what a luck not all of the items are dark. Excellent collection. Go to Comment
Sold in one piece is a large collection of mostly common musical instruments, the master kept them in a separate room and liked to peruse them, much to the wonder of his ruthless servants. Some are damaged, very few finely decorated or of a better quality. There's violins, horns, several drums, even a harp. There are quite a few other instruments. None of them will register as magical or seem to have anything of interest for a genius composer.
It will be sold as the last item, to those who failed to win the better items.
Every single of the instruments has been used to violently murder someone, which can be found with appropriate skills and spells. Beware though, one such item is nothing unusual, but their sheer number can prove detrimental to anyone's sanity. Those able to hear their stories will probably hear all of them.
Note: some of the items have been adapted for their purpose, so they have sharp edges or hidden needles coated with old poison. Handle with care. Go to Comment
How did this trap come into being? Carassian Of The Many Obsessions captured a wild falcon and closed them into a large furnace, setting it on fire. The poor beast desperately tried to fly out of it, roasted alive, while the necromancer chanted his vile magics of contagion. When some adventurers opened the furnace, heavily locked and barricaded, an insane undead spirit of the bird flew out, half-immaterial, with burning claws and wings. It set the area on fire and killed many, before it could be destroyed by water and clerical magics.
What led Carassian to dislike falcons is unknown. But if the legends of his obsessions were half true, there must be more creatures of this kind out there. Go to Comment
Kirgan was a potent magician, claiming mastery over space and time. This spell is proof of how far he got in his study. Casting it on a creature or an object of reasonable size, the target will from all directions appear to rapidly accelerate away, in essence shrinking into nothingness. The object is thrust from our spacetime and reality, vanishing from view and existence. The only problem late Kirgan didn't count with, is the inherent elasticity of dimensions and the connection the caster forms with his target, like a bungee rope. After a random period (on average a year, but can be anything) is the object or person thrown with large speed back into this reality, targeting the caster. The target is relativistically slowed down, so it probably won't notice what happened and can leave on its own (if it survives the high-speed collision).
Kirgan was found crushed into pulp on the wall of his apartment. The cause was never found, might have been that troll he made vanish last year. Go to Comment
They are two pieces of metal, burned, charred and bent beyond recognition. They are worthless. And yet they are hidden away in some safe place, never to appear in the public again.
It happened on a cocktail party, with all of the city's finest around. The Yellow Archmage, a prideful man who commanded little respect from anyone, was accosted by an unknown attacker. A cursed arrow targeted him, but due to luck or hidden protection, it missed - and killed his favorite courtesan.
The Yellow Archmage steamed for a while, raging without a word. Universally held for a pushover and clumsy spellcaster, the noble society observed him with quiet glee. He rushed to a priest of the god of justice and took his symbol. That was outrageous. But then he uttered a spell in words, which couldn't possibly bear magic and tore the symbol asunder:
Master and Servant
Tool and the Hand
Guilty as Charged
Then lightning stroke. It killed the assassin, fleeing the party through back alleys. It struck down some anonymous middlemen in a dark inn room in the shady parts of the town. It also killed a personal assistant, promptly followed by his master, a rival of the Yellow Archmage, present at the very same party. To which he darkly intoned only: "So be it."
Then he fell, dead. It seems the last strike killed him as well, though no wound was found on his body.
The whole incident was hushed up, an accident they say. But the debates are raging now. Priests and wizards don't mingle, or is it possible to cross that boundary? Was he actually a priest in hiding? Not very likely. Could he call upon the aid of a god? That would constitute a miracle, that is against all that is known of this deity. Maybe he asked for it and his life was taken as payment. Or he forced the effect against the will of a god and was punished... but such a thing was even less heard of.
The holy symbol was destroyed, not a bit of power in it left. But it is a sign with an uncertain meaning, evidence of something unprecedented, it makes wizards and grand priests equally afraid. It's better never found again. Go to Comment
It is in Requesting Advice, so the author apparently thought it needs something more.
Hey, what if someone finds those necklaces after a long time, breaks the twig (silly twig stuck in a nice gold chain) and is transported to the original destination... likely an abandoned, dangerous location. A group would have to either split or follow anyone transported to gods-know-where. Go to Comment
Tootheye - a single tooth, polished into a small ball, so that it is unrecognizable where it came from. It is a detector, allowing its wearer to feel all the toothed creatures within ten feet. The small radius still allows to feel some surprises, if you ignore dead bodies and any companions around. Don't forget the many things without teeth.
Toothache - the badly rotted tooth must have been torn out by a dentist. Crushing it will give your enemy a serious pain, multiplied if it is his tooth. Curiously, the second effect applies also to the undead.
Toothfree - this magical accident, a small medallion, will affect its wearer's emotions to other people. Those with better teeth will be envied, those with worse teeth will be looked down upon. The name comes from the effect of those without any teeth: they will appear completely mysterious and fascinating, be they mundane or even senile grandpas. Go to Comment
Interesting folks. I am reminded of the fremen of Dune... completely different and yet akin.
What do they eat, by the way, fish or something more exotic? That could tell us some more about them.
Somewhat related, I would bet there are talks among the other human breeds of their strange customs, like consuming their dead, and more 'outlandish cultural affairs'. Perhaps you can start with that and turn it in whatever way around... use pride and prejudice to shape them.
Plus, it is clear they must be much more effective in the cold depths of space. I heard tons of stories about that. Go to Comment