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

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.

A staff that was supposed to give control over all the elements was horribly warped by a misspoken incantation.

Thin, tough, gummy almost to a point of rubber, and pitch black in color, it was only by sheer accident that anyone outside the drow race ever learned it was food.

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

What the F#$%??? - Revolutionary Commander Flint Westbark upon seeing the device for the first time.

'Life, what is it but a dream?' - Lewis Carroll

Some bags have more 'extra' than others.

A dwarf's fear of the ocean is not baseless. In the unknowable depths lurks an evil that will punish any dwarf arrogant enough to be on anything less than solid land, and unfortunate enough to die.

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

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

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