These are not, in spite of their name, the eggs of actual Doppelgangers...
Look up! Look Waaaay up!
This innocent looking, soft leather pouch is a thief in itself. The wearer will always find coins magically appearing inside, while the people around him, will wonder how they suddenly lost all of the coins in their pouches..
Ever wanted to see through someone else's eyes. Well now you can!
A very useful tool for a worker of magic.
“Something weird heah! Get yer weird things!” I raised an eyebrow. Street vendors rolled by the Woflo Inn about five hundred blighted times a day, screeching like strangled gulls. I got sick of the racket by the second day, but it was midsummer, and closing the shutters would’ve choked us with the heat. Blight take this human city anyway, I'd take the Altanian jungles if I had a choice. At least there are no street vendors there.
Chav was on her feet and grabbing for her belt pouch like a shot. “Where are YOU going?” I drawled.
“You GOTTA come see this, Eve! This guy is great!” And with that, she was right out the door and pelting down the stairs.
“Something weird heah! Get yer weird things riiiight heah!”
Med-pods, med-bays, and a dozen trade marked names, all for the technomagical healing bed.
A bag of enchanted beans. Dare you plant them?
Created by the god of madness, one must be at least a little insane to be able to use them. These tools cause much confusion to those that see them in action and are guaranteed to cause misunderstandings.
Are they really lucky or the GM is toying with me?
Instrument or Monument? These blur that line.
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.
The Deck of Shadows is bound to other dimensions through demonic blood magic infused in the wood, and the eldritch essence woven into the vivid paintings on the cards.
Magic that really gets under your skin.
An ancient shrine of a mischievous goddess. The proper offering will give you her blessing, but 'ware you don't feed her wrong!
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.
The three sacred relics of Ahkti.
Dentures, magic dentures.
Six powerful substances as described by Hachnar the Alchemist
A floating city hovers over the capital, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. Its spires are blinking in the morning sun, revealing alien architecture. What will happen next? Rumours spread like wildfire that this is the ancient city that once stood at this very spot. Mystics proclaim that it will take root here once again, crushing the capital under it. Somebody needs to get up there and investigate.