"Wear this ring, My Student, and you will never perform another act of perversion and thus remain pure."

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

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."

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

A wet brown sack... FULL OF MAGGOTS!

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

'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.

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

"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.

She wore an odd blue gem stud in her navel, it was a very attractive piece of jewlery. But, I just couldn't seem to get her drunk.

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

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.

'Hell hath no fury like MY RIGHT FOOT!' Shardath yelled as he stomped upon the holy ground.

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

These are the Gods of Food and Eating! Beware their culinary prowess and tremble before the might of their cookery! These are... More Placeholder Gods!

The follow string of Mirror-folk evolutions, Mihradhz, Mihrral, and Mihradamagus, are collectively known as The Mirr. They are all curious and slightly annoying, each in their own way. They advance through their lives by pestering the rare mortals who visit their plane.

A ShortBow created by a community of Gnomes who liked to simplify things. It has three strings. Each string has a very different effect.

Soft, squeezable, and potentially deadly. Mallow is to be cuddled and feared!

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.

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.