An odd little cult dedicated to the care and feeding of their ‘god’, the Cabal of Omnomnom is slowly depleting the region of…
Have you ever been in a position where you needed a quick break but your players were too ancy to break as well?
A coward’s ring, Spathi’s Ring of Elusion allows the magi wearing it easy escape from battle, and a parting shot to be remembered by at the same time.
Sometimes, you just need to stash something away - some spare cash, a holdout weapon, your gender…
A list of harmless (if sometimes annoying) potions.
Just another Salvorathan captain, one of the surprisingly few, but entrenpenurial folks.
"Tired of lugging about heavy quivers full of arrows?"
Some items simply go wrong, that happens from time to time. But some are created by weird minds, even downright deranged ones, minds too sick to be healed. Guess where this one comes from.
As if there was not enough siliness around…
The scent of magic
"Aww, dang, did you fart again?" asked the Jordy, The Knight.
"No, screw you! I didn’t fart in the first place!" replied The Scoundrel, Harris. What they didn’t know was that the Smelbinders could hear their every word.
Despite his lackluster personal hygiene, Captain Geezo has a certain magnetism…
A traveling dungeon of canvas and props…
"Yes, my kung-fu is strong. You wouldn’t believe how hard it is to learn this style…"
Conosca abbastanza per essere impaurito, molto impaurito
Motto of Cinque-Parte Polygnostic
Yet another use for the ubiquitous Iron Spike.
These are the Gods of Food and Eating! Beware their culinary prowess and tremble before the might of their cookery! These are… More Placeholder Gods!
"Did you hear that? He speaks to those who would listen. Simply adjust your hearing frequency and you will hear his voice." - Audicus, Disciple of the Sound Mind and Body.
The Mughal of the Gremils, the Shah of Lag, the most devoted of Mathom.
Yet another list of 30, this time fiendish foes, vile villians, and and dastardly do-badders.
In a small inn (the more remote the better), a man turns up dead. There are no wounds on his body what-so-ever, and he aboslutely reeks of garlic.
The man died of a curse that forced him to eat a clove of garlic a day or suffer the penalty. This gets really interesting if the body somehow appears on top of a someone the villagers are suspcious of.