These scissors, though insignificant and well, pathetic for an item on this site. But before you critisize and yell, read this.
Created in the far future, then sent through a temporal rift to the ancient past by the Chronomage Cara, the Circlet is an artefact designed to focus a mage’s energies when attempting to manipulate time.
Created long ago by the Chronomage Cara, the Amulet is an artefact designed to focus a mage’s energies when attempting to manipulate time.
A strange magic item designed to be a very secretive way of interacting with other planes of existance.
This Staff is a blessing to any travelers who frequently use rope or need rope.
This book’s origin’s are unknown, it’s owner, Pentwell, an old hermit gnome living of the coast of Felldart found it one day on the shoreline, floating in the tide. Then, he learned that the book fortold what was to happen.
We’ve seen magicians pull rabbits out of a hat, but have you ever seen a druid pull a boar out of his shirt?
The torch, another wondrous creation of Elven make was created by the elf mages of Haléfas. When oil is put in the hole then lit by fire, the flame will turn as black as a panther’s pelt.
A pike that holds the spirit of a brave slain warrior.
A special sword handed down to only the worthy few men who possess the true nature of the Righteous Order.
The Assassin looked at the scroll, smiled and put it away. His work was done…
The old boots of a farmer long dead. The hole in the bottom sudjests many things. But its cursed P’owers go B’eyond just a boot.
The dead will think you one of their own with this handy, though disturbing, piece of equipment.
This sword has had many names. Dreamdweller is just one of them. It has also been called “The Moon’s reflection”, “Soul’s guide” and many others… The sword dwells it’s power from the character, from his essence, his dreams and thoughts…
A dagger with a thirst for blood… but only a little at a time.
The deluxe weapon for every adventurer. A short sword with a small extra dimesional space in the handle.
The Arch-Angel Zeviah used this sword to purge the world of Evil so the Gods could create life…
The rampaging goblin army that fell the Great Castle Craghold used this evil catapult to do it. That, and a number of their troops as sacrifice…
A ShortBow created by a community of Gnomes who liked to simplify things. It has three strings. Each string has a very different effect.
The flask itself is not very important, any flask will do. It is the WibliÃ« itself wich is important. This special drink carried by the rangers of Halefas is also a great need of other countries. Merchants from around Hamset come to the great market street of Ellivanor in hope of ubtaining this liquid.
A wild species, vinus homophagus, more akin to sea-grape rather than the terrestrial variety, is not a monster despite its fanciful name. The grapes, a deep purple color when in bloom, and oozing dewdrops of perspiration, like the most prized and delectable of drinking wine grapes, do however deserve their moniker. Wine made from this fruit, is deadly to most humanoids, as is the raw berry, if plucked and eaten from the vine. It is the unnatural chemical concoction found within the fruit’s tart skin, which gives the man-eating grape its name. The chemical stew found inside each berry, functions as a necrotic agent, the same as found in some species of venomous snakes. The grapes literally eat the victim from the inside out, via cell death, dissolving organs and flesh in quick succession.
The tribes of Pra-Oohk Crater, from the jungles of Ghlush are known to sell the fermented “wine” of this grape to merchants of distant lands. Sadly, the taste of the concoction is divine when first quaffed, and even worse, the man-eating grape wine will never detect as poisonous via mundane means, its horrid natures somehow masking all attempts. Luckily the man-eating grapes are extremely rare, and endemic to humid jungles.