The estate-sale and auction of one, Sulphonis Odom Von Zygilvein; composer, innnovator, madman, inventor. Celebrated musical genius.
When all else fails, break the twig…
"Hey, I actually enchanted something! Wow!"
"He’d look a lot more majestic up there if he weren’t wobbling all over the place!"
A magical Salt, a dangerous bane against ice and snow…
A sketch pad for casting powerful magic, if you can use it. How many uses for bunnies can you think of?
Teeth: small, durable, and full of potential, if one only knows how to tap it.
The volcano robe as it is called houses the elemental power of fire.
A young scholar and mage creates a book to hold all the knowlage he discoverd without haveing to carry a library or destroy what he wrote.
The famed Mountain Cleaver is a mighty hammer and is never taken "lightly".
The wizard entered the inn, quietly activated his ring and the noise around him of chatting people, clinking glasses and munching of food fell silent. *Peace, perfect peace* thought the wizard.
Nieglosh is a heavily enchanted blade that commands the wind and bears the title: Hurricane Strike.
These mighty arcane stones came from humble origins, but there is nothing humble about their power once unleashed
They took the murderer of Cassie Davis to the chair at noon and the Warden pulled the lever. There was a loud crackle and a blue flash and the murderer’s body shrank and changed into that of his young victim. There was total silence whilst Cassie’s mother asked a question that only Cassie would have known.
When she answered it correctly there was a loud cheer as she was set free. Justice had been done and Cassie was not only legally avenged, but alive again, whilst her killer no longer existed in any form.
Spennymore’s Skating Boots look normal to the untrained eye. It is difficult to mentally connect them to the legends that cling to them, of those who would attack the wearer suddenly ending up head over heels.
"That not normal dark. My eyes can not see in it." - Bloodrock, Orcish Warrior.
A healing charm with an… annoying side effect
"It was as if, for a heartbeat, the world awoke, and lashed out in rage at those who disturbed it."
Crystals have long be heralded as recepticals of magic power. Ice too, is a crystal.
This set of jet-black breastplate is suffused with the power of those long gone.
The Mad Pope is a wandering mercenary. He is very well deranged as he considers himself to be the pontiff of the dominant faith. His robes are tattered, his mitre has seen better days and there are surely lice in his long ratty beard. What sets him apart from most addle-pated would be holy men is that he has armor under his robes and carries a large crossbow and several one-handed swords. While many would discout him as just another lunatic, for some reason, he inspires others around him and has demonstrated the ability to lay on hands and heal the wounded.