Maxilan Carth, the Hunter of the Bayous, was the bane of the gatorfolk in life. To those who follow Jampiri, he provides protection from those beasts from beyond the grave.
The best way for a traveling dwarf to sleep is on a bed of stone - Bodrick Rocknumber, stone bed salesman
Despite becoming the god of creation later in life, Corran was renowned as being a master craftsman first, and possibly the worst cook to ever live second. This cooking set changed all that.
The mundane-looking "Sanguine Coffee Cup." A ceramic monstrosity that holds something said to be thicker than water.
They took the murderer of Cassie Davis to the chair at noon and the Warden pulled the lever. There was a loud crackle and a blue flash and the murderer’s body shrank and changed into that of his young victim. There was total silence whilst Cassie’s mother asked a question that only Cassie would have known.
When she answered it correctly there was a loud cheer as she was set free. Justice had been done and Cassie was not only legally avenged, but alive again, whilst her killer no longer existed in any form.
Its intricate knitting defining all description, the hyperdoily is the world’s best resting place for cookies.
Continual Stones are great aides to general comfort.
In tea is truth.
These specially made candles are favorites of wives, lovers, and mothers who see their loved ones off to battle or to trade in far away lands.
A small silver lantern, at whose heart there burns a shard of ice.
Squares of colorful cloth, often enchanted with minor magics to better serve the owner - but, first and foremost, it is merely a kerchief.
Despite his lackluster personal hygiene, Captain Geezo has a certain magnetism…
The beautiful Fairy Castle of Princess Callia, favored daughter of deranged Emperor Sentatian.
Once opened, a Door of Entrance can only be shut by closing it
- Dum the Obvious, Things I’ve Read About
What appears to be a simple fisherman’s basket has a storied past and secret usage.
My cane is both a symbol of my weakness, and the instrument of my strength.
Vaiton, spirit of flame, with this offering of smoldering incense, I summon you forth to serve your master.
Summons etched into the Spirit Plate of Vaiton the Ever Burning.
1. Private; confidential; familiar.
2. A private conversation between two people.
3. A short sopha intended to accommodate two persons.
Mystical forces applied to to a commonday item like pottery… are you up to the challenge?
Careful where you put your cloak in Pembroke’s place, you never know what you might get back…
The PCs are making their way from village to village across a rural hinterland, when they spot a weird sign along a farmstead's fence, with an arrow pointing to the actual farmstead.
"CRAZY DANCING HOES!!"
If they investigate, a rather sedate local farmer, explains to them that for a mere two coppers, they can witness the show for themselves.
The show involves six ordinary, animated hoes "dancing" on a makeshift stage, as the farmer accompanies them by slapping his thighs to keep the beat, and playing on his flute.
If asked how the trick is accomplished the farmer demurs, not wanting to share his "secret".
"If you can get Old Man Purkiss to tell you how he gets his cows to spout poetry, I'll tell you how I make my hoes dance."
In reality, this minor encounter can lead to the PCs discovering that some localized, magical effect is active in the area. All kinds weird phenomena seem to occur in these parts.
Perhaps the PCs have finally found the ley-line of mana energy that they have been searching for! The party's wizard gets excited.