An artifact of dark intent, hidden in a mouldering tomb in the jungle, wrapped in rotten cloth…
This is the staff used by the Traveling Wizard on his journeys. It is a powerful staff with a past even older than the wizard who carries it. This item has a past, and there is more to it than meets the eye.
This sword, enchanted with the dark magic of the Underworld, is wielded by Never Ending Silence, a Death-Knight.
Every year, the Lizardfolk, who call themselves the Quetzalx, send traders to the colony of Armegk, bringing with them their special kind of gold…
A spear that could undo the enemy, or undo the beholder…
This is said to be the box in which Urku, creator of the Orcs, captured the sun.
This wizard had unlimited power, until he lost his marbles…
A normal bag lets you hold stuff. A bag of holding lets you hold more stuff. This bag lets you hold someone else’s stuff.
A pouch that randomly generates (not very) usefull items
A gruesome artifact that harbors the savage soul…
The Heart that beats slowly in the dark.
This blade is not old, nor is it renowned. It means alot to the one that bears it, however, and can be very deadly if used properly.
Sometimes locks need that extra sharp fingernail to twist the catch. Sometimes a thief might find himself locked in a prison with a wooden door. The Muzzled Mouse is a hideous little tool which helps one in such situations…
A weird way to carry and conceal your stuff.
GalwaEnchena is the name for the ultimate weapon, the weapon said to be able to slay even a God, if the wielder is willing. This weapon appears to be a finely crafted broadsword. It is so much more. Forged by Corvus the Great, for Alyen the Wise, known as Alyen the Bloody, King of Western Marches, it is a weapon so terrible that it brought peace to the land. Note: GalwaEnchena in the old tongue means “End of Conflict/ End of War”
Rings of great benefit, but also sizeable danger.
A simple leather harness covered with an odd assortment of axes.
A fist-sized clot of shadows with strange visual properties.
Dorlyanic Crystal is a substance from which the ancient Dorlyans, godling-race of a distant planet, forged their mighty weapons. Weapons made from it cleave the flesh of the supernatural and the extraterrestrial like a hot knife through butter.
A guaranteed life-saver in some situations, a good armor anytime. Several miraculous death-and-return situations were observed on its wearers, but seldom attributed to the simple leather armor.