There lies a valley, far to the west, on the shores of The Great Northern Sea, that has a mist that is both blessing and curse. All those that breath the mist heal with remarkable speed, so fast that only the mightiest blow or the truest strike can fell the smallest beast. The warriors who settled this land became soilders of great renown, for not only were they impenetrable defenders, they were warriors whose aim and might were unsurpassed.

An over sized blowgun with a matching specialized bag of holding. This blowgun is halfling made and it should be noted that 'whiffle' is the halfling word for gerbil.

A new take on hell that leaves you gasping on the edge of panic.

In case you get a sinking feeling, you can use this.

A short metal rod connected to a longer wooden handle by ... nothing. The rod floats in the air close to the handle.

A pike that holds the spirit of a brave slain warrior.

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 wrong turn in an other wise well meaning curse leaves the PC's in a tight spot...

A weird way to carry and conceal your stuff.

Not only an interesting species of fungi, but a fashion statement as well!

A small door, often wood but sometimes metal or stone, that is a doorway to an extra-dimensional room.

A cleaver the size of a large shield.

We've seen magicians pull rabbits out of a hat, but have you ever seen a druid pull a boar out of his shirt?

Princess Matriax was the daughter of Lord Greybaer, known from the war as "The Butcher of ..." a handful of towns and a couple provinces. If that wasn't enough, the princess had her own guard, troupe of guards, that was hers to see trained and use as she see fit.

She didn't need a defender, not in the sense of some bodyguard. She was quick to take offense, because it amused her to have an excuse to strike people herself, to "quell the insurgents" herself.

She uses her purse to bash people. Her purse is her defender.

That's no moon ...

A wraith turned a wandering fairy into a a fairy wraith. It turned on it's own people and destroyed the entire nest of faries. Except one. And now that one needs your help.

And you thought they were always cute all the time...

The rampaging goblin army that fell the Great Castle Craghold used this evil catapult to do it. That, and a number of their troops as sacrifice...

A sword made by ancestors, of ancestors, for desendants. The spirits of the warriors gone before help serve this blade's master in battle.

A sturdy metal heater shield with properties useful to the battle commander or the individual soldier.

Two religeous sects are approching open war after members of each sect are found brutally beaten to death.