"The level of magic here is nearly an 80. As a mage I can stay here for several hours without any damage as my body is used to it, but the rest of you need either expensive anti-magic amulets or lead plate armor to stay longer then a few minutes-unless you want to risk turning into something like a small purple teapot," the mage told his fellow adventurers. He was exaggerating, but not very much, as his thaumometer clicked and buzzed loudly.
A staff that summons doves
Thirty Scepters, some of them items of great magical powers, others mere symbols of office, and one or two that are more a bane then a boon to their owners.
Collection of Arcane rings
A relatively common magical item from the city of Lionguard
The Staff of the Flame Eagle
Slow and meticulous, Heathen had a great deal to prove to the other witches of her coven. So, she set out to do the impossible: the wand of death.
Of all the Kings' Items, this one is rarely spoken of in this day and age. Also known as Kingsbane, this staff has a very dark history indeed.
Wizards have unique needs while traveling in adventuring parties that are often difficult to overcome. Many interesting and unusual solutions have been created to deal with the specific needs of an adventuring wizard.
Many wizards find having a study or wizards tower of some sort quite useful for the collection and storage of spells and other knowledge. Rhojin decide to share his tower with his sparrow familiar, Gebs, in an unconventional way.
The magical tool of a forgotten sect, the spinneret stylus' power may bring as many troubles than it solves.
A symbol of desired peace among the Flame and the Frost. The White Fang is a amplifier of chill winds and a pacifier of burning hearts, in the right hands.
Mr James Grimes was a wizard and inventor of some note whose main job was casting small spells to repair things or create minor magical items. On his days off he would sometimes visit the local courts to watch people on trial and thought;what if there was a simple way to tell who was good and who was evil? Would that not save time and money? And so he came up with the idea of the Demon Spectacles to tell the good from the bad.
"Goblin Sorcerery? That's bullcrap. A Goblin couldn't enchant the backside of a sick goat to- Well, you get what I'm saying."
The most difficult thing in life is to know yourself. - Thales
When dealing with ghosts and the Undead in general, the right Spirit Lantern might make all the difference between a successful encounter and ending injured or even worse, dead or possessed. Here are a few of the most useful...
A crude stone cup, the type used by giants and hags.
It does not look very impressive, a stick carved out of baobab wood, with sigals all down it that were covered in gold leaf once, and a whisk of horse-tail upon it. Yet whoever carries this finds it really keeps the insects away. Most people have no idea just how much power it really contains within it...
Many magic staffs shoot rays of disintegrating acoustics or summon laser elementals. The Staff of Seryl gets you pregnant.
Unless you are a dude, of course.
If you need bait in a hurry and the ogres won't get out of the way, you need the Chum Bucket
Cold Comfort is a long-sword of star-steel, its blade giving off a wan, blueish light. Its grip is wrapped tightly in snow-serpent hide, and its pommel bears a single opalescent gemstone.
This blade is enchanted in such a way, that whoever wields it, begins to fall completely and irrevocably "in love" with the weapon. This love does not manifest itself as the expected reverence and bond formed between any warrior and his weapon, but as a deeper, truer love, one has for a soul-mate of the same species! The longer the wielder carries Cold Comfort the stronger and more disturbing this love becomes, and only the most powerful of magicks can potentially break the sword's insidious spell. The blade's owner will even speak to and coo to the weapon, convinced that the sword understands and returns this epic love.
If the blade's wielder somehow loses the weapon or has it taken away, they will become inconsolable, and will predictably go to "ends of the earth and back" to retrieve it at any cost. Such is the weapon's curse that even separation from it does not damper the feelings the owner has for the sword. Legends tell of several distraught and mind-addled knights who even years after losing the blade, still wander the country-side searching for their lost love. And woe be to the "new lover" if and when they find him or her.