Shiney rare armor forged in hell with awesome power!
A substance, born of the cold and adapted to the warmth of the human world. Its natural state is a mercury type liquid but when held in frozen conditions the wielder may will it to take any form desired. Their only limit is the amount of liquid they have.
It is a magical bug, that will allow the owner to hear what is said in the immediate vicinity of the “bug.”
Ye Blue Bookes of danjerus andde koruptynge knowlidge, the finalle tombe of Five Great Wizzards.
This tome may give you the information you seek, though you may not be happy reading it. Not really cursed, but gives the information in such a way that many readers despaired before finding the right knowledge.
Small green gem about the size of a large thumb. When touched by somebody other then the current owner without his consent it immediately shrinks the person that touches to half his size.
Once two or more matching helms are found and worn, they enable the individuals to communicate like they were standing next to each other. The helms transmit all sounds including the surrounding noise and at the same volume as the original.
Wearer of this shirt can walk unnoticed into almost any even/gathering/bank and perform just about any action without being noticed. Only extremely out-of-place action will get the wearer noticed at all.
Grothar’s oxen driking horn has an ornate silver encasement over the bottom half of the horn. The horn will turn saltwater into the finest dwarven ale.
Fist sized diamond made famous by the thief Tolky. Stole the ‘rock’ from the Archmage Olikan and made it famous when his hidden thief’s den was found and destroyed by Olikan. The rock was never found though and Olikan searches for it to this day.
A bronze bowl with warrior carvings around the outside of it. When used correctly it will allow the wielder’s spirit to venture out of thier body and go where it wishes.
The weapon to all appearences will appear to be a +5 sword until in battle when a qualified person swings the suddenly heavily unbalanced sword.
Gold and silver full plate mail with the soul of a Slavina General trapped inside.
Plain looking dagger. However, when the dagger is seen in the light of an open flame Jamil’s hand print is on the hilt from where he gripped it in his death.
Set of Lockpicks. The picks themselves are of tiny size that only a halfling or smaller can use. There are only a quarter of the usual amount of picks in this kit. Each pick is made out of a dull silver metal.
A world where there is a finite amount of magic present in the world, and it's almost used up. With the winds of magic being weak and unstable, how will nations built on the heavy use of magic survive?