A white silken mask with burnt edges. A white little mask which eventually led it’s wearer to be burnt at the stake.

These extremely potent gloves are otherwise, and more commonly known as the “Telekinetic Gauntlets”.
Are you a weakling mage that cant lift a sword to save yourself? Well then, look no further.

a fur coat with interesting properties and penalties

“Your eye, your eye!” crowed Imupokith, the Sea-Witch, and Vruthath, clutching his bleeding socket, held out his hand.
Upon the palm was a staring green eye.

At first glance,this modest looking cloak made of black leather,seems to be the perfect blessing for anyone literally wanting to become someone else.
The price it exacts fom the wearer however,is a fate worse than death..

An item of clothing designed to let librarians reach those books which everyone wants to borrow and are therefore left on the highest shelf.

King Coloman had a problem.King Charles (known as the Fat King behind his back) was coming to take over his kingdom.It was not that Coloman had started any trouble, it was just that the Fat King was as greedy for new lands to add to his over growing empire as he was at the dinner table.Whilst the Fat King was not a good general himself,he had several talented subordinates who were, as well as an army three times the size of Coloman’s.

King Coloman called his Royal Council together to decide what to do.Simply using assassins would not work.There were six decent generals, and at most an assassin might be able to kill two,and that would mean he or she would die in the attempt. Reingold was put to work to create a magical weapon that could kill all six generals,without being so dangerous that it endangered all those who were making it.

He considered golems (too many guards) and various other ideas, and came up with a cloak that had hidden powers.A supposed traitor was the man who gave the Fat King the cloak. The cloak made the Fat King feel wonderful and healed a small wound and some boils that he had, but within an hour, all six generals dropped dead, their strength sucked into the Fat King. Without his generals, the Fat King lost the Battle of Silverock Pass and was killed in the rout that followed. The slightly damaged cloak was recovered and locked for safety in the King’s Treasury, only to be stolen a decade later…

Adventurers have timewasters too, but sometimes the timewasters aren’t a waste…

Cheating death always has a price. For those who don the Shroud of Ster, the price is pain and suffering for ages.

“Yes, these boots are very fine,” said Smoke’s Empty Lens, “But I do not care for them, nor for you.”
Firefly River wept a single tear and went away…

Fiery-Feathered Phembu, the First Among Pheasants, went to Moeqhu-Qaz, the Leader of the Seven Sand Dragons!

Many men have looked at the birds and envied thier innocent flight, and looked at the fish and envied thier serene swimming. Felonious Twist was a mage that saw a connection.

A cloak that turns all those who look at the wearer into a quivering mass of tears.

A set of gloves crafted by none other than our friendly resident soul-mage, Tarquin. Designed specifically to give a physical attack that is effective even with his weak body.

Invented by a pragmatic clothier and a wizard-for-hire, the Tourniquet Tunic is made for use on the battlefield.

A dark emperors gloves that make an excelent weapon and torture tool.

A pair of soft velvet skull caps which promote the virtues of rationality, logic and good judgement.

Getting the favour of a Necromancer, and asking for a magical cloak? Sure, why not.

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.