Chaos and Law have reached a comprmise and stopped thier warring. This truce holds as long as the respecitve priests honors the other's ways for one day of the year. Lawful preists must incite a large decadant celebration or carelessness and the chaotic priests must chaperone the event and keep the party from turning ugly while remaining out of involvement. Thus the warring of the gods has been kept in check for decades and all is well. At least untill the materials for the party come up missing two short weeks before the truce day...

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

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...

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

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

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.

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.

That's no moon ...

A metal found deep in the bowels of the earth. It stays warm even after years away from the forge.

A weird way to carry and conceal your stuff.

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

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