A cul-de-sac in arcanotechnology, the Singularity Plant is a power station that is more dangerous than it is valuable.
With but a name, these places fill common folk with apprehension and dread
Even the most despicable and evil Tyrant will be convinced they pale in comparison to this monstrosity.
“Swiftly, repent! The Saintmaker is coming!”
An otherwise simple spear, the dread blade of Hatred brings rot and decay to all it strikes, be it armour, body, or soul.
A glowing green stone flowing with the elemental power of evil
A standard book of evil.
A handsome bed set, obviously expensive and likely both old, and imported.
The PCs traveling along the road/path/trail begin to hear a low droning sound. As they approach they find their path obstructed by hundred of thousands of droning insects. Locusts swarm though the air, feasting on the grass and plants. Passage will be slowed, but the insects pose no threat to the party, aside from being crunchy and disgusting underfoot, climbing into pouches and eating exposed food goods.