The gold and ruby ring of the Knights of the Holy Sun is a lot more then a mere trinket; they would not wear it if it was. Should you ever steal it do not, repeat, DO NOT, put it on or you'll be sorry...
How the Clerics of Stone cheat death.
A ring that is not just magical, but stylish as well.
The King always has the coolest form of transportation.
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Fueled in large part by the Bearer's own will, this crown allows the right person to sit in judgement over other mortals.
An invaluable tool for the master diplomat or spy.
A magical device that grants the ability to shapeshift
These relatively plain silver rings allow the wearer to go unseen, unheard, and un-smelled and render the wearer completely intangible - but only to others who wear a Ring of Mutual Exclusion.
“Take it, take it! I’ve had enough of that thing! Maybe you can make head or tail of it, but I certainly don’t want any part of it!”
The curse of poverty is very real, and sometimes you are forced to learn the error of your ways before you can break its shackles.
Some sovereigns prefer a different sort of tax from their subjects - whether freely given, or taken by force.
Devised by the most powerful Cuada sorcerors, it is intended to guard their race against the most powerful menance that they have ever faced.
No chain is heavier than the one forged by the passage of years.
Morcar’s ring is a marvel to behold, capable of healing wounds…but be sure that you do not tax it’s powers too far and die wearing it, or you will become a true horror to behold.
Spools, disks, plugs, and other giant ear ornaments of a bygone age.
The vestments of office for the Queen of Forgotten Souls. Strange jewely with powers beyond mortal comprehension.
A witches ring.
A fragment of the mighty Blades of the Storm, reworked into an icon of faith and worship to the very god who once graced it with her touch.
When all else fails, break the twig…
A wild species, vinus homophagus, more akin to sea-grape rather than the terrestrial variety, is not a monster despite its fanciful name. The grapes, a deep purple color when in bloom, and oozing dewdrops of perspiration, like the most prized and delectable of drinking wine grapes, do however deserve their moniker. Wine made from this fruit, is deadly to most humanoids, as is the raw berry if plucked and eaten from the vine. It is the unnatural chemical concoction found within the fruit’s tart skin, which gives the man-eating grape its name. The chemical stew found inside each berry, functions as a necrotic agent, the same as found in some species of venomous snakes.
The grapes literally eat their victims from the inside out, via cell death, melting and destroying the organs in quick succession.
The tribes of Pra-Oohk Crater, of the jungles of Ghlush are known to sell the fermented “wine” of this grape to merchants of distant lands. Sadly, the taste of the concoction is divine when first quaffed, and even worse, the man-eating grape wine will never detect as poisonous via mundane means, its horrid natures somehow masking all attempts. Luckily the man-eating grapes are extremely rare, and endemic to humid jungles.