A timely whistle to save a life.
Most magical weapons look magical and stand out, Excaliver, Grond and a host of others. This one appears to be a common scythe, but is anything but ordinary.
Candles aren’t just for lighting, anymore.
Also known as the Staff of the Bodyguard
"First, he pointed that giant metal rod at me and out came a glass vial, it exploded next to me! Next thing you know, out comes a friggin’ bear! Then, as if that wasn’t bad enough, he sticks it in the ground. It expands and he walks into it to get a snack!" - Xzud, Experimental Arms Dealer.
The Staff of the Swarm is a potent artifact in the right hands, but few can truely control what they summon.
[Cantrip Gloves] are magical items that can be loaded with upto five cantrips.
A compilation of magical staves that summon servants.
The Wands were created by the Aldruku as a weapon to finally destroy their Nyorian enemies.
Ever hear a noise you just can’t pinpoint? Ever have that buzzing in your ears? If yes, you may have been the victim of a Wand of Illusory Sound!
An interesting creation of a supreme serpent sorcerer
Manufacted during the heyday of the Old World, these rods contain the elemental power of flame.
A rod… that can control other rods? Sounds great… if it works. And if you can find it.
It started as the answer to a monarch’s fears, but it ended up as a thing of terror.
I need a light for my pipe, pass me a flask of fire, mate.
Bracers that a serve as a battery for magical energy.
There was a mage once who dreamed of magic being there for everybody, and with his "Leveler" wand he might well have turned his dream into reality.
A misnamed and probably overrated item, a topic of many a rumour to the folk of King Stymian. They all say it can foretell future, none is certain how.
It was one of the most hated rulers, King Coloman the Horrible,who had this beautiful Quartz orb made. He thought he would be able to see into the future, and he did, but due to his greed, he did not know the horrible fate that awaited him.
The things you could do just by pointing…
There are those as rich as kings but dress as peasants and worry not about funding. To visit their true homes one would see wealth of untold value scattered as dirt is in a hut. They know the monetary value of their possessions but they have long lost any true value to their owners. Experience is their currency and their curse. They dispense secrets of the ages as if discussing the weather. Few things have they not experienced so that very little gives them joy. They are the lost ones looking for new life while humoring the mortals around them.