‘To the victor goes the spoils’ it is said but what if those spoils are not what they seem. What if those items of victory, are deadly.
A floating sphere of rusted iron spikes, no good can come of this.
The engines and playthings of the artificer kings.
Got a small character who can’t knock as loud as you would like? Or maybe you’ve got sensitive fingers? Worry no longer, the portable doorknocker is here!
Beauty is siad to be in the eye of the beholder. Well, now it can be in the hand too, depending on what the peeping tom in you wants to look at with this bag.
There are those magic users in the world who will go to great lengths to keep their secrets locked away from the wordl. There are also those magic users in the world who are always losing their keys. Well, one such magic user couldn’t believe he didn’t think of this key sooner.
"Appleseeds are the only explanation for the positioning of life as we know it," Dr Yallan
A fine chessboard indeed, but do not dwell overlong on your moves…
Unlike ZPE (Zero Point Energy) power systems which rely on electromagnetic drag to produce propulsion and power needs, a Fifth Dimension Tap, also known as 5D shunt, produces effects by directly manipulating the four lower dimensions.
The skull of the dragon of dark illusions
The fifth generation of gynoid robots produced for the inhabitants of Technopolis.
Lost Technology of the Giants of Stoneholt
A symbol of achievement, an icon of arrogance and pride, a pinnacle of alchemical purity.
A thiefÃ¢??s best friend.
Well it’s got to do something, but I’ll be damned if I know what
A summary of the tools, weapons, and transports of the Kel’Regar.
Behold, for I am the form of Destruction
Inscription on the Virednith
"Their trumpets are also of a peculiar and barbaric kind which produce a harsh, reverberating sound suitable to the confusion of battle."
from the memoirs of Diodorus Siculus,
Commander of the Legion XIX (retired)
What secrets does this box of magic cigars hold?
"I’ve nearly found it! The fabled Tear is almost within my grasp. Tomorrow I will finish my trek across this barren wasteland…" ~Fragmented page of a journal found in the Blasted Lands
The PCs come across a wild thicket of luscious looking blackberries. They eat the berries and become drunken fools. Later they find out that the berries were part of a fae garden and were intended for fae wine. In payment for stealing the berries, the mischievious fae make life inconvenient for the PCs. Horses are untied, water skins are drained, spare clothing is drug into the water, etc.