New Submissions
Moon Water Jewel was a woman of breathtaking beauty, so no ordinary gift would do.
Quest
I had me a dream once. Just after I *acquired* this here knife. Only the knife was a bit shinier and I was in an alley somewhere. I dunno, maybe it was Brie or Holsten, someplace like that. Anyways, I'm walking down this alley when I comes across some dumb bloke trying to shortcut his way to market. Like *my* alley is a god-d**ned thoroughfare for just anyone!
Codex"Gods, oh, g-gods," stammered Dray, as he sagged in my grasp. His eyes were wild, unfocused, and his teeth were damn near chattering.
"What the hell WAS it?" I snapped, half-glaring at him, half-gazing past his shoulder to figure out what had made Dray's squad run like a pack of rabbits.
"There, it was t-there, that g-guy ..." He drew in a breath, and straightened up, pulling his wits together. "That guy. With that huge frigging sword. All a-burnin' with magic fire, and screaming like the frigging damned." Dray glared right back at me. "You know I ain't no coward, G. I've fought long and hard, but the Lieutenant can go to the Ice Floes bareassed before he'll get me to face THAT twice."
QuestA simple way to a fate most dreadful.
Codex
a slivery blade with a barbed hook at the end the blade shineing red as the light hits it
"And 3..2..1..Smile!" *flash* *thump* "Mwahaha."
A legendary Artifact of the first brutal Ice Age.
The Suit of Purity appears to be one designed for the heroic, but it masks it’s true villanous nature. Anyone who wears it for long is bound to be slowly twisted to the Dark Side.
There are a lot of bad people out there. That is why we must torture you: to keep you safe.
Many and varied are the ways of extracting a confession or ending a criminal’s life, and the one usually follows the other.
As the paladin stripped what he could find from the foe that he had just killed, he did not know that the band of jade that he stripped from the body would do a warrior of Good like him not good at all and would weaken him just when he most needed his strength to fight evil.
This is a wretched tome of oceanic blasphemy; a foul water-stained, bone-white binder of bitter dead-men’s secrets and a guide to Nautical Necromancy useful in the hands of the young sea-faring necromancer or the Great Lich Umeen herself.
A malaign substance that can bring a lingering, horrible end.
A wet brown sack… FULL OF MAGGOTS!
"Hell hath no fury like MY RIGHT FOOT!" Shardath yelled as he stomped upon the holy ground.
CodexThis particular necklace could be worth 1,000… If you get it to the market fast enough.
A curious dagger, with a blade stained by ancient gore; it has seen many dark deeds, yet goes unsuspected as more than some old piece of junk.
An otherwise simple spear, the dread blade of Hatred brings rot and decay to all it strikes, be it armour, body, or soul.
QuestA vast tome of knowlege that literally gives you the creeps…
Codex
Once the source of power for a cult now scattered, this item acts as both sacrificial altar and food grill.