“Take it, take it! I’ve had enough of that thing! Maybe you can make head or tail of it, but I certainly don’t want any part of it!”
There are hundreds if not thousands of liquors throughout all the lands, but few ever manage to stand out from the rest. The defining trait between a run of the mill booze and a rare and special spirit can often be a gimmick. This is what master brewer Donovan learned all too well.
What do you do when your shield is more courageous than you?
A mighty Demon, now trapped and confused, may make for a powerful ally.
"Did you remember to wash behind your ears?"
A rather odd item that just a little bit morbid
One of the legendary unholy treasures
Like the heated embrace of a lover, this singular thing caresses and binds itself around the chest of the wearer, linkings its fate with his to the end of his days…
This tremendous colony ship is the largest ship of the Kel’Regar, grown and built in stages, birthed within the great ‘dry’ dock of Regar-kel-Osh. Fully organic, this ship is the ultimate expression of the Kel’Regar’s power.
An interesting creation of a supreme serpent sorcerer
A gleaming blade of translucent flint, crafted to defend the ancient Hunting People tribe.
The Cuirass of the Winds can litraly blow one’s attackers away, but the wearer should take care, for it’s loyalty lies elsewhere…
Two fully sentient enchanted scimitars.
My own take on the whole intelligent weapon thing
Residing in the core of this giant black megalithic structure built to resemble a crude representation of a lightning bolt, lies a Shard of the Storm.
And a lot else..
A divinely aware ornament, this device serves to conceal and hide from the most powerful of beings…
An Clasp ornately carved out of gemstones that can be quickly attached to any robe or cape. In truth, the Clasp of Reincarnation is actually a powerful artifact that can grant the wearer eternal life…Sort of.
The Cursed form of poor Shump Thokk. He will offer helpful advice to anyone who dons the helmet.
This Legendary Item, originally called The Staff of the Elderly Magi, was created by Corvus. It has gone by many names since the voop. For the last few centuries it has been known as The Grand Staff of the Black Dragon Magi, a device that once nearly destroyed the world.
A slightly worn looking, and rather thin book. Its cover is red, but also holds some inset jewels, and the words “Eventful Evenings with Magic” written on the cover in gold leaf. While not a misnomer, it is interestingly deceptive.
You wake in a pub and see that it's full of were creatures, and they're all staring at you with a scared look on their faces. As you continue on into the pub you look at your arm. You notice that your arm is covered in thick brown hair. As you continue on into the pub you look in a mirror, and staring back at you is a 7 foot werebear. As you continue into the pub people start to shy away form you. Once you go the bar you ask the weretigress that's the bartender and begin to ask her why everyone is shying away from you, and she begins ro tell you why.