The most melodic of notes, the most soothing of tunes.
"It would help if I knew how to play the thing, though."
A magical device that grants the ability to shapeshift
A dagger wielded in defense of the Modoc tribe, freezing its enemies in their tracks.
"Isn't it just a skillet?"
"That's what I thought... Now I'm not so sure."
If kindness is the currency
that you most often use;
Then Silverbreath may come one day
to light Good Fortune's fuse.
-- Opening to 'The Ballad of the Shepherd and the Wyrm'
An unusual set of armor.
"Make sure you wing it before the Emperor draws back his arrow son, a few times if you can, but try not to be too obvious..."
"All the guests were thoroughly checked before they entered the manse, my Prince. There was no sword on him...yet, he pulled the blade from his belt! But how..."
That Which Kills Without A Touch. The Sorrow of Aler.
A gun made by the God of the Dwarves
'Oh great, another mouth to feed'
They didn't nickname him "Sparky" behind his back for nothing...
Maddoc sat amid a pile of unrecognizable corpses. Men, Dwarves, Orcs, you couldn't tell. He periodically took a stab at one with his new knife and screamed, "STOP LAUGHING AT ME!"
The Hammer of the Dark can shroud your opponents in darkness, but if you use it too much, it is said that the darkness will fill your heart and lead to your own downfall.
A symbol of desired peace among the Flame and the Frost. The White Fang is a amplifier of chill winds and a pacifier of burning hearts, in the right hands.
"It's a bit rusted... but I think with time, you'll find that this ol' thing is a worthy travelling companion. And for you, miss... just 90 sovereigns."
A sword that defines and exemplifies the city of Angradhat
a disposition os 30 types of armored combat vehicles
"Contingent of Imperial Knights spotted at Osthill, my prince. Lord Marshall Oswald's tank contingent is dug in there, and the fortifications are solid. All you need to do is give me the order, and I'll tell his lordship to make it rain."
-Miles Secundi, Man-at-Arms of Prince Kastame
"Sure, it’s chilly to wear in the winter, boiling in the summer, and yeah, it chafes a little after a day or two of marching. But when you do what we do, you learn to eat, sleep and s**t in it - pardon my language your highness.”
-Miles Secundi, Man at Arms of Prince Kastame
A PC Conjurer or summoner, basically any mage whose sole purpose in life is summoning creatures to aid in battles and various situations, is cursed with a hex, and needs to find a way to undo the curse...before he goes mad, or his fellow PCs throw him out of the party, or worse.
Everything he/she summons, never goes away. So you'll have to figure out what the heck to do with that dire bear or fire elemental once it's done fighting the orcs for you. Eventually a caravan of bizarre creatures either annoyingly ends up following the summoner around, or they go off to cause mayhem elsewhere. Bad news for the poor spell-caster regardless.