Everyone who’s young, beautiful and wealthy in the kingdom, owns a few pieces of master-work by this almost legendary craftsman. If you’re a young woman that wants to dazzle everyone at the banquet, you’d better not be seen without your Rustof jewelry.
Bogsrune, a blight opon the magical world as it slowly drians the power out of the wizards it comes into contact with while giving all magical weapons a significent boost in power.
Also known as the mantle of riddles, the necklace of koans, or the Band of Enigmas.
The stone and I have the same desires,
Day in, day out.
We want by each other to be sought,
And we want to embrace each other taut.
The stone and I have the same desires,
Day in, day out.
An often misunderstood poem of the Heartstone rings.
Since the creation of the Convict Collar, crime has dropped greatly in the major towns and cities, and the numbers of those locked up at State expense has fallen by a third.
(Extract from Pier Point Police Penal Policy document.)
A jewel to match my heart.
The Lady Givone
My fellow councilor’s, the entire watch was assassinated by the Arch-Duke of Torr wanting to open up a hole in the defense of the city. His intent was obviously to try and make it easier for him to conquer us.
But ser, how do we know for sure that you are right in your assumptions? After all you just recently arrived to the city and were unaware of the murders until we spoke of it here.
Ser! That is because I am a genius and you are not.
- Ser Marcus Hadokk, self proclaimed genius.
A mystic, tired of being left behind by his more swifted-footed companions, devised this as a simple solution.
This neckband will give you unparalelled ability to track any prey. But sometimes you can have too much of a good thing…
In her sane days before her daughter’s tragic death, Queen Yocasta was very interested in securing justice is criminal cases.It was one thing to throw the people who she saw as threats to her rule into prison without trial, but the prisons would be crammed to bursting if she did the same to alleged criminals.So she looked for a solution to stop people lying in court.
The Crown of the Storm brings great power to it’s wearers, but at a great cost…this can chage the weather but it also has a nasty habit of changing it’s wearer too.
This is a listing of every Ring thought of and put to submissions here at Strolens. For a far better solution to finding what your looking for.
“Where do all those marvelous toys go?!”
‘I told Sir Ursus not to take the amulet, to leave it be in it’s resting place. But he would not listen. We now trek to his place of hiding to remove the amulet and return it, and to destroy that which Ursus has become. ’
- Arch-Danath Maccalas of the Dark Step Tribe
A magic pearl that creates a quantity of drinkable water when sucked upon or stirred about in a liquid.
In a time when magic was more plentiful and times more disturbed with war, these items were created to protect those in power but ultimately used for assassination attempts. A King had five chokers commissioned for his family in time of great need. He paid handsomely for these chokers as they were to keep his family safe if war was brought to their doorstep.One of which was used on the King and his own family.
“To what extent in war when killing the enemy is not enough? When the way you kill is considered for the better, yet seems wrong and bound to threaten the souls of those responsible with damnation? When you kill your enemy but use their spirits to infiltrate their old homes only to kill more of their kin. There is a saying, treat your friends and family with love, but treat your enemy with compassion.
What is left sacred, when humans can murder our kin and parade around in our homes looking like us? For that, let the mountains fall on their spirits and deny them passage to the Hidden Valley I tell you, there is no compassion in what they do. This is not war, it is mass murder. The Gods will cry before this is finished.”
Maugmura - General Elite of the Fifth Column of Stone
A curious ring, it seems to effect the sanity of a person when worn.
An extremely shiny piece of bling, so big and amazing that it inspires anyone who sees it to ask questions about its origins, the bearer, and most anything else they can think of.
An emerald, the size of three fists, and burning with an inner light. A most worthy prize for any adventuring party.
THE GNOMES OF UDNALOR: Part II
Having left the hush of the upper halls, and crossed the depths of the Braeth (an underground river, which is not all that deep because bear in mind we're talking about gnomes here), you would find yourself in Wattling Street, the main road through Udnalor. It's actually a long, well-worn passageway which opens out eventually into the City Centre. The gnome-buildings branch off Wattling Street as small burrows or caverns with boulder-blocked doorways for privacy. You can find armourers and smiths (though their armour tends to be on the small side for humans to buy) and many other types of trader.
There are many streets, ginnels and cooies which run off Wattling Street, the most famous probably being Smell Street, the domain of the infamous gnomish alchemists, the eponymous smell being very distinctive: the stench of cooking fungus, the aroma of subterranean spices, the pungent reek of rotting carcasses (used in some of the more notorious experiments). An encounter with an alchemist can really be spiced up (excuse the pun) if you have a well-stocked herb cupboard, and actually make up the potions, elixirs and draughts as they are ordered by characters.