A full bearskin, paws with claws, head and teeth and such, to be worn as a warm and comfortable cloak.
Oh, and the spirit of the bear can be summoned to fight along side you as well.
One of the things you always carry around, and never give it a second look. But even a second look would not help to reveal this one.
The job of a lifetime. The King’s very own Security Advisor has redesigned the security of the armoury and has chosen the PC’s to give it a test run. If they break in and out, they will win much respect. If they fail, then they simply prove the armoury security is unbreakable. Can’t lose, until after the ‘test’ break-in the armoury really is broken into and the most valuable weapons of the kingdom are now missing…and the PC’s are the prime suspects.
The two great continents of the world are bitterly at war and they have been busy creating the ultimate weapon. But the Chromatic Council of Colour Dragons are aware…
Nobody knows how many were made or who the creator was. It is only known that in need, the blades always appear to those that are worthy. They lift those they choose into places of power and use that influence to rage a millennium old war.
This combines both a blackmail scheme and mistaken identity in a fun way!
What happens when the atypical daughter of a nobleman renounces everything she was taught?
Her name is well deserved, as she’s the daughter of Insanity and Fear.
The spy starring in Sabotage, part 2. He may be a double-edged character.
A wizard forced to rule over others, now deceased.
A powerful ring of many protective powers, which has its few downsides.
Another dirty job, this time heavily guarded weapon works have to be stopped.
This sword was forged in the ancient past at the request of a soldier who had to destroy an evil magician who had gained immortality.
The silver necklaces whose inset gems display the status of the wearer.
The everful horn of a vengeful bull-like creature who wants it back…
A double life as a city guard and a master assassin may prove the most difficult of all when a PC is asked to solve a murder he committed.
Chaos and Law have reached a comprmise and stopped thier warring. This truce holds as long as the respecitve priests honors the other’s ways for one day of the year. Lawful preists must incite a large decadant celebration or carelessness and the chaotic priests must chaperone the event and keep the party from turning ugly while remaining out of involvement. Thus the warring of the gods has been kept in check for decades and all is well. At least untill the materials for the party come up missing two short weeks before the truce day…