The wizard entered the inn, quietly activated his ring and the noise around him of chatting people, clinking glasses and munching of food fell silent. *Peace, perfect peace* thought the wizard.
Nieglosh is a heavily enchanted blade that commands the wind and bears the title: Hurricane Strike.
These mighty arcane stones came from humble origins, but there is nothing humble about their power once unleashed
They took the murderer of Cassie Davis to the chair at noon and the Warden pulled the lever. There was a loud crackle and a blue flash and the murderer’s body shrank and changed into that of his young victim. There was total silence whilst Cassie’s mother asked a question that only Cassie would have known.
When she answered it correctly there was a loud cheer as she was set free. Justice had been done and Cassie was not only legally avenged, but alive again, whilst her killer no longer existed in any form.
Spennymore’s Skating Boots look normal to the untrained eye. It is difficult to mentally connect them to the legends that cling to them, of those who would attack the wearer suddenly ending up head over heels.
"That not normal dark. My eyes can not see in it." - Bloodrock, Orcish Warrior.
A healing charm with an… annoying side effect
"It was as if, for a heartbeat, the world awoke, and lashed out in rage at those who disturbed it."
Crystals have long be heralded as recepticals of magic power. Ice too, is a crystal.
This set of jet-black breastplate is suffused with the power of those long gone.
The massive hammer of Nial Ironspirit, there is no finer tool for the manipulation of steel.
A metal with the properties of ordinary gold, which has the properties of pure silver when covered with water.
Ragnarok; An ancient flameblade hidden in a crumbling dwarven crypt
A Restorative item for machines
Honored and cherished by the people of the Ragosi mountains, the Osaki have allowed them to retain their freedom in the face of those who would enslave them.
"Okay, so I can’t run. But look at me jump!"
A metal tube with a shiny red button just begging to be pressed; also a potent steamtech tool.
Odd little devices, almost ubiquitous in any city which relies on thaumatechnology.
Sturdy goggles with thick green lenses, and wires that lead to a battery of thaumic energy.
Its intricate knitting defining all description, the hyperdoily is the world’s best resting place for cookies.
In a long-lost age, a party of adventurers are frozen into stone by the stare of some gorgon-like creature. An unscrupulous rogue, coming across the frozen party several centuries later, decides to haul off two of the statues to decorate his den. Upon his death, an artisan friend of his claims a statue and sells it to a rich merchant, passing it off as his own work. Years later, the merchant gilds the statue in bronze and re-sells it at a much higher price. After passing through the art markets for many decades, the statue ends up in the hallways of a mage academy. Imagine the chaos and confusion when a young mage's spell happens to break the curse of stone, returning the adventurer to life several centuries after his petrification! Is he interrogated by historians? Driven mad by the change of times? Or does he set off on a quest to find and liberate his other frozen party-members?