The Eastern Rabbit (no relation to the easter bunny, that wuss) had a dilemma once upon a time. On a traditional day of celebration, the followers of the Eastern Rabbit would hold a mock treasure hunt for their children, to give life to the legends of the great treasures the Eastern Rabbit kept inside it’s burrow. They would paint chicken eggs to look like jewels and hide them all about the villiage and surounding lands. The children would frolick and laugh on this day of merriment and whichever child found the most eggs would be rewarded with a seat at the head table of the celebration banquet.
The children and thier parents were not always diligent, however, and often, some eggs would not be found. After a few weeks they became foul, harsh reminders of lazy children. Travelers and neighbors would comment on the stench and the followers of the Eastern Rabbit would hide less eggs or none at all to avoid the critisism of thier neighbors. With fewer believers and his followers believing less, the Eastern Rabbit decided to act.
The Eastern Rabbit visited his followers as they prepared for the next celebration and told them he himself would reward the child who found the most eggs by changing them into candy for the feast, but the parent who hid the most eggs that were NOT found would suffer his wrath.
So the villagers hid their eggs and the children searched for them and one was rewarded at the feast. True to his word, the Eastern Rabbit appeared at the feast, and with a twitch of his nose, the large pile of eggs became candies.
No one saw him exact any vengance on anyone, the feast continued on with greater glee and merriment than ever before. It wasn’t untill a lone washerwoman went home with her children after looking for her wayward husband did anyone learn the price for being crafty and devious with the Eastern Rabbit’s eggs. There in her bed, huddled under the covers and bound in her husband’s clothes, was a brown rabbit.
The staff is 6 feet long and solid, although covered in a soft brown fur. The fur never fades or falls off or out, it is a part of the staff as if it were it’s skin. The fur can be burned and the staff ceases to function untill the hair grows back out, which typically takes 1d4+2 months.
If the wielder says the command word "Evil Peep" and strikes someone with it, they will be turned into a common rabbit. This power can be used once per day.
The staff can also turn the egg of any fowl (dragons are not fowl, so they’re safe) into overly sweet candy creme in a sugary shell by pointing the staff at the eggs and saying the command word "Cadbury". This powerer can be used only once a year, but on any number of eggs up to 25,000.