Level 18 - High Lord Scribe of Mastered Illuminations
"Greetings, Mortal," Said the bubbly, hissing voice in his head... What the hell was that, he thought. "Not hell, the Ocean. Walk into the surf, my child. I will protect you."
30 Orcish Ornamentations of Outlandish Awesomeness and Some Ordinarily Uninteresting Objects Overcome with Ogreish Opulence!
A strange magic item designed to be a very secretive way of interacting with other planes of existance.