A metalworking hammer with a hollow handle and a small dial near the head. A useful tool and effective makeshift weapon.
Stebanos paint is a tool of the poisoner’s culture of Tekne, mixed in with make-up, to make a Tekneani noble’s pale adornments deadly.
Falconry and Hawking has been important skill in a variety of places through out history. It is the sport of nobles and nomads, and many in between. In some places and times, Raptors are bonded to people, using their magic connection to everyones benefit. It is only natural that magical items connected to raptors and Hawking came into existence.
The most unassuming things are sometimes surprisingly powerful. Particularly if they were once a fragment of a larger item… Quest submission for The Shards of the Storm.
“Once a tiny thread, woven with a heart so true…now a cloak that will to its wearer bond.”
Once the dead walked upon the Barrow-Downs and protected them and, to some extent, the nearby towns as well, for few dared to burgle or rob, let alone murder, by night when the wraiths stalked the streets, but then when an act of demon summoning went wrong, everything changed for the worse, and the Starsword was created to fight the forces of the dark.
A shadow shrine is an elegant solution to a complicated problem for those that are Godsworn.
Perhaps not quite what you would expect. Certainly it is a sword that can produce flames at will.
A sturdy, primitive Pictish axe
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..
“The Monarch is Eternal. We care not what he looks like. He gives up himself being himself to be the ruler of the country. “
Chancellor Richelius at the Court of Aldophus IV 1620
The Armour of Arrogance would seem to be the answer to a coward’s prayer, but he or she normally ends up wishing that it had never been worn, for it exacts a price of it’s own that may be even worse then the price of cowardice.
Once a year, Father Olaf delivers presents to all the people of the world in one night.How does he do it? With the help of the Sleigh of the Storm, and the vital Shard of the Storm within it.
A divinely aware ornament, this device serves to conceal and hide from the most powerful of beings…
There are some remedies worse than the disease. ~Publilius Syrus
Yes my child, the pig can see the winds, and will tell you of the storms.
These purses, made by the Dai Kiri, while looking harmless in nature, were made dangerous weapons by those who knew how to use them.
The Crown of the Storm brings great power to it’s wearers, but at a great cost…this can chage the weather but it also has a nasty habit of changing it’s wearer too.
Griffin is the brother of the King. He used to live in the royal court at the capital city, but that all changed when his wife was called to testify before the court against a friend of Griffins. She lied under oath to protect her husband about a hidden issue. Her lie was discovered. She was summarily executed and her husband was reprimanded not punished, being the brother to the King. His offense was very minor even in this kingdom, but this opened his eyes to the fact that his family’s kingdom despite being lawful and protective of all its subjects, it was not as good as it portrayed.
Within the chest of a wizardly tool, there beats a Shard heart, deeming the master a fool.
The PCs have travelled long and far. As nightfall approaches a mighty storm is unleashed. Luckily there is a lush wood nearby the path.
A good shelter for the rage of the unnamed weather gods it seams at first. As the PCs enter under the roof of this dense wood, they are welcomed by only a few drops wich is allowed trough the thick forest crown. A fire is offcourse required to warm the weary bones of the travellers. As one of the party is set to the task of collecting firewood the others settle down at a suitable location. But alas, they did not know the perils of this forest. But it seems clear to the rest of the party that something ill is at work as the woodcutters scream echo from afar.