'One for you,' He mumbled, pouring some rum onto his boots, 'And a few gulps for me, and we’re off.'

He took a large gulp from the bottle, put his boots on, and was out the door in a flash.

A simple and fun fantasy octopus ready to be used as an ally, pet, or interesting meal

Relics of an ancient necromantic faith: A few strange charms and a small black book. What power do these odd devices hide?

A candle inside of a skull is a typical creepy feature in cultist's lairs or haunted places, but what if they served a more practical purpose?

Ever wonder what secret a Wizard's beard holds? How did it get so long? Has this man really not shaved for that long?

The Assassin looked at the scroll, smiled and put it away. His work was done...

As soon as he had set his eyes upon The Sword of all Swords he knew it must be the perfect blade for him. And he would stop at nothing to possess it!

"That not normal dark. My eyes can not see in it." - Bloodrock, Orcish Warrior.

The secret device behind the most feared corrosive substance to ever plague the mortal realms.

A wet brown sack... FULL OF MAGGOTS!

Why is all the rum gone?
That crazy fellow over there just poured it all into his boots!
Now with Bonus Item!

"Are you crazy? There ain't no such thing. It's all fairy tales for the stupid and desperate. Even if it were, they all say it's cursed or something. Get back to work."

'Music is the wine which inspires one to new generative processes, and I am Bacchus who presses out this glorious wine for mankind and makes them spiritually drunken.' ~Ludwig van Beethoven

It was Young Jim's first battle. He was known for being a tireless worker in the field and a very patriotic young man. But he didn't understand this strange armor they put him in... And he didn't know it would be the Last Armor he ever wore.

30 Orcish Ornamentations of Outlandish Awesomeness and Some Ordinarily Uninteresting Objects Overcome with Ogreish Opulence!

Who would want to make food you can’t eat? What purpose does this insane oven exist for?

You see a glowing figure, four feel tall, it looks like it has been waiting for you. Suddenly, it flies right through you, and it looks like its coming around for another pass...

"Aww, dang, did you fart again?" asked the Jordy, The Knight.
"No, screw you! I didn't fart in the first place!" replied The Scoundrel, Harris. What they didn't know was that the Smelbinders could hear their every word.

The Necronautilus is a huge undead whale used to transport undead and their masters secretly.

This is a wretched tome of oceanic blasphemy; a foul water-stained, bone-white binder of bitter dead-men's secrets and a guide to Nautical Necromancy useful in the hands of the young sea-faring necromancer or the Great Lich Umeen herself.