A moonsteel armlet set with diamonds
Some sovereigns prefer a different sort of tax from their subjects - whether freely given, or taken by force.
30 Rings to rule them all…
A set of stones which bring trouble wherever they go.
A Magic ring, made from the storm shards. It can transform the morality of a person and contain them until the world has forgotten them. In effect it renews a person after their own personal storm.
It is only the size of a thumb, but when this spakling stone burns with an inner fire, the destiny of holder changes.
The Seven Lords of the Peninsulari each wore a magical signet ring identifying them as a sovereign lord.
As the PCs cross a brigde/tree over a deep river they see the glimmer of gold and jewels lying at the bottom. At further inspection they notice that it is the skeleton of a man still holding on to a sack of treasure. Will the PCs try to dive to get it? What killed the man? Did he simly not let go of the bag he could not swim to the surface with? What cleansed his bones so? Are there flesh-eating beings that dwell in the deep? Can the players resist the chanse of being wealthy for once?