The blackboard of the middle ages
A brightly colored ink that hardens the skin.
A small, ordinary looking red pouch that deters all but the most skilled thieves.
This thick sauce, usually a condiment on the platters of the rich, has found a niche in the equipment of thieves.
A supposedly empty desert on the far side of the mountains has started growing. No one knows why. At the center of the desert lies a tall rock outcropping, hundreds of feet tall. Dust storms shroud the outcropping constantly, except for one night a year.