This stone is given to people of elven blood by a sibling usually before an important journey
Even some of the most mundane-seeming items may have surprising and useful - or dangerous - qualities about them. This particular item is one of those.
A beautifully etched siver goblet with a scene of a harper/ bard playing a harp on it
Without these stone disks, there would be no Elventi Society. It is the HearthStones that hold the society together, allowing Elves to live together and in their beloved forests.
A little prank that has found its uses. Shaving razor.
A set of polished silver and gold tea cups and saucers, and accompanying silver serving plate, that will serve on its own.
These scissors, though insignificant and well, pathetic for an item on this site. But before you critisize and yell, read this.
A strange magic item designed to be a very secretive way of interacting with other planes of existance.
The torch, another wondrous creation of Elven make was created by the elf mages of Haléfas. When oil is put in the hole then lit by fire, the flame will turn as black as a panther’s pelt.
It was a beautiful thing, a full length mirror in an elaborate gilt frame. But horror and madness followed it.
This looks like an elaborately fashioned wooden egg-cup, but it is a powerful magical tool, used mainly by witches to conjure up spirits and familiars.
The Glow Lights of the Great Library. This set of five unbreakable crystal balls provide bright magikal light so people can read among the rare books and scrolls in the Great Library without risking candles. These innocuous items are often overlooked. They would not be, if anyone knew their origins were with Corvus the Mad.
The Dragon Carved Egg, is a perfect crystal egg, the size of a goose egg, etched with images of a pride of dragons. It grants the one holding it immunity from Dragon. This item is another Legacy of Corvus the Mad. In fact, his signature is written in tiny script in the edtchings.
Bed, health, live, get well.
An Elven artifact with no other purpose but to spread hatred and mayhem.
A small door, often wood but sometimes metal or stone, that is a doorway to an extra-dimensional room.
Grothar’s oxen driking horn has an ornate silver encasement over the bottom half of the horn. The horn will turn saltwater into the finest dwarven ale.
A bronze bowl with warrior carvings around the outside of it. When used correctly it will allow the wielder’s spirit to venture out of thier body and go where it wishes.
Coinlake sits perched between two sheer cliffs in the Stigrani range, and is difficult to find, much less approach. Four miles long and two across, the water is a vibrant cyan blue. The lake's shoreline is an unassuming beach of gray pebbles, and its mean depth is seventy feet. The rare times when the sun makes its way between the cliffs and shines over the the still water, one could see clearly the lake's rock-strewn bottom.
Strangely, no fish or aquatic life can be found here.
At night, a peculiar phenomena occurs. When the night sky is clear, the moon and stars are reflected in the lake's surface, but if one were to look at the surface from a high vantage point, the reflection does not match the firmament above!
Instead the water's surface reflects the night sky of some other distant world and seventeen shining golden moons besides, each ones shimmering upon the water like so many gold coins!
Legends whisper that Coinlake is not a lake at all, but a gate or nexus, to some distant alien world.
The mystery has long remained unsolved, and only recently has the Arch-Duke commissioned an expedition to uncover the secret of Coinlake once and for all. Among the team members are several scholars of the Nascent Academy, an astrologer from the Occultists Guild, and of course the PCs, acting as body guards.