A royal heirloom passed down from the original dwarven deep-king Hjotar Zan Madroszal. Also known as the hammer of delayed oomph.
Equipment lists for Therafter
The electromagnetic adaptive camouflage system
Blurring the line between exoskeletons and cybernetic augments, the D9 is unfavorably comparable to the Chemical Augmentation System.
Six white tomes, Encased in bone.
They shine in light like polished stone.
Trapped deep inside, fel beasts reside.
Dark power; to the holder, the books provide.
In lakes, submersed, and tombs accursed.
Across the land they are disbursed.
The grudging gift of thankful mermen, a fine blade with a bit of baggage.
A dwarven masterwork shield, imbued with the power of wind.
Over the centuries, the thieves, assassins and secret agents who operate within the underworld have come up with many ingenious devices for stealing and murdering, many of which are disguised well enough to be carried in plain sight.
"We fought the li'l beasties," the gruff old Dwarf growled, "so where the blazes is their treasure!"
Glacier grinned, "Just give me a second, I know how to find it."
Pretty smoke rings? Naw, I can do a lot more than that.
There's nothing like a good, full pipe after a day of slaying.
The Black Death... oh how quaint.
A few plagues to add variety to the lives and deaths of your heroes.
The greatest failure of the Arch Mage Calypso is his one legacy sought by Emporers, Dragons, and Gods.
The reasons that mecha are not reliable as weapons of war are manifold, but the world changed more than many people expected and the way wars are fought have changed greatly since the middle of the Petroleum Era.
The most common form of body armor in the Cosmic Era, also the cheapest
30 pistols, rifles, and assault weapons
The lost story of the pommel stones.
Protection in the Cosmic Era
The biggest reason that Amerikka Command survives to plague the Atlantic Federation, the only reason the ACPS hasn't destroyed the Python Pirate Syndicate, is their mastery and sharing of shroud technology.
The cover depicts a stylized rose with one drop of blood dripping from one of its thorns.
(But is there more than meets the eye with this book, of bloody course there is!)
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.