A flamboyant sea captain with a small crew and vessel. He searches the seas for any and all cultural legends, simply out of curiousity.
Fiery-Feathered Phembu, the First Among Pheasants, went to Moeqhu-Qaz, the Leader of the Seven Sand Dragons!
Many men have looked at the birds and envied thier innocent flight, and looked at the fish and envied thier serene swimming. Felonious Twist was a mage that saw a connection.
A mattock created in the age of legends, granted the ability to work marvels in stone…
A potion that contains the essence of Courage… In a way.
An dagger made by setting a long sharp gem in a silver hilt. Its owners rarely survive for a few days…
Created by a near-sighted and night-blind wizard, Whiteblade is incredibly simple, while being incredibly useful to the right person…
A powerful conjurer with an affinity for iron, Sorn has paid a terrible price for his power.
Made by an anarchist trying to seed dissent, the potions actually work better than normal potions of understanding languages ... sort of.
This item is silly.
A druid obsessed with Nature’s cycle of death has created a horrendous spore in a plot to rid the lands of a swiftly growing town that has begun to encroach upon his forest.
A shard of Typhoon set into an exceedingly large amber, this powerful pendant grants clarity of sight and temper to the wearer, as well as several other powers over the storm.
Krie is a sort of Oceanic world that might be what you would like to see in a fantasy role play.
After 25 years of the nightmares of the destruction of his village, he is back. Back again to strive for revenge and cleanse the nightmares from his sleep.
What really happens when an angel falls from grace?
On the 6th world, there are a few lands with no dragon-lord to guard them. These lands are called the lost lands and the land and the people within face hard times every day, and winter is no easier…
Lancid is. Lancid does. Lancid cares not.
A metal found deep in the bowels of the earth. It stays warm even after years away from the forge.
Soft of voice, light of eye, dark of hair, and also of heart, Hippomenes the Fearful holds the province of Colistia in an iron grip.
This rod was created by the great mage Nani. She died before the final incantation was finished and so the rod lacks much of its intended power…
This weapon was given to WindSong by a Draconian prince as a gift for her loyalty to him and his children and her bravery in battle. The prince called it the Dragon’s Blade, hoping WindSong would be the blade for his people.
(Post zombie apocalypse)-a tribe of humans
Culture: Drumming circles daily around an arena for their bravest brutes to slaughter their accepted foe, the zombie. Feasts of overcooked zombie flesh (to kill all of the zombie virus present). Wooden fortress that make this tribe in the far future look several millennium behind in technology. Instead of becoming a troublesome and unnatural foe that they seek to cure, this tribe has accepted that Zombies will continue to roam their land and, if the undead were to perish (be cured), this tribe would suffer as well.