'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

Welcome, Lads, to Thunder Reef. A marvel of magical energies existing in harmony with the local fauna. Here, in Thunder Reef, you can find a large variety of oceanic creatures just overflowing with sonic energy. From the lowly Cacophony Crab, to the mighty Thunder-Squid, we will be taking a look at all of them today.

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

The Cursed form of poor Shump Thokk. He will offer helpful advice to anyone who dons the helmet.

The Master walked over to the strange symmetrical mechanism. He flipped it over... The sands of the hourglass began to flow and it whirred to life. "One hour," said The Master, "Practice."

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?

Here we go! Everything you need for the next barfight that railroads the players into a party. Yes!

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

He had done it a hundred times, taken eyes. It was so easy by now, he rarely used a spoon or knife, but, with his own fingers, would pilfer those beautiful orbs from the skulls of the deceased...

“Oh look, a glass wall between us and the treasure.”

'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 wet brown sack... FULL OF MAGGOTS!

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...

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

"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.

A mighty Demon, now trapped and confused, may make for a powerful ally.

Drink deep from the Moon-Cup, let its powers quench your thirst, or even save your marriage.

With a twitch of the leg and the push of a button; Houston's boots emitted a massive amount of steam and he was sent headlong into the air.

Don't run blindly for the silver vein or you will never see that what you seek is pain.

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