"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.
An arcane substance able to convert kinetic energy directly into matter.
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As Sir Uthman lay dying, after a long and not allways well-behaved life, his wife placed onto his finger a Ring of Heaven, to ensure that if his soul was indeed dammed, the demons could not take it and instead it would enjoy the blessings of it’s own personal heaven for eternity.
It is said of the mighty Banhammer that it will send those who it hits, body and soul, to the depths of Hell. The truth, however, is rather more prosaic…
This is a quartet of low-magic rings that can be used separately or as a set.
Fear ye not the sorcerer’s might / for ye be wreathed in Baunumdraung’s light!
While magic if full of odd associations, some are quite "pun-ish". By accident or on purpose, slips of the tongue are there.
The third son of a candle-maker, and secretly a spy, Tsiao Fong Wei betrayed his family, clan, and town to the merciless Qongg Dynasty, causing the deaths of his own family members. He survived to an old age hiding out in the country side and keeping a low profile. One day however, the “Paper Knife” finally found Tsiao Fong Wei , and exacted his revenge on behalf of the folk, dead and tortured.
After a furious struggle, the “Paper Knife” plunged twin burning candles into the eyes of the traitorous old man and laughed, as Tsiao Fong Wei howled in dismay and pain. Some say Tsiao Fong Wei died that day. Others say that the old man somehow escaped despite his sudden anguish and utter blindness.
The truth is lost to time.
But to this day the children of the Red-Ridge County towns and villages are told by their parents to always beware twin lights in the darkness and to never venture into the woods at night, and to keep an ear open for the Groaning Ghost, for somewhere out there Tsiao Fong Wei the Traitor, now a vengeful spirit, stumbles about the darkness moaning and wailing, candles still sticking forth from out of his otherwise empty eye sockets. And though the candles plunged into his eyes all those years ago were a’flame going in, now the wax protuberances are somehow lit from within and burn without, and two flickering lights in the darkness, always portend his coming.