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

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

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

A weird way to carry and conceal your stuff.

Many magical items adventurers seek out help them carry more loot, keep themselves fed and healthy, or just simply hack the bad guys to itty bitty bits. This one lets their loot carry itself.

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

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

Some bags have more 'extra' than others.

Axes were made to cut down trees. The Living Trees of Blackwood forest decided the best thing for thier axe to cut down was men.

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.

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

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.

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

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 magical plauge is disrupting the city of Blue Marina. Victims are found poisioned and covered in weals and, oddly, pennyless. Can the players solve this crisis before rich and poor are destroyed?

Inspired by Ria Hawk's 'Lifecycle of the Dungeon' discussion.

The PC's come across a cave system that isn't on their map. The cave is in plain view and hard to miss. Once inside, several odd and unusual things are found.