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

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

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...

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!

'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

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

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

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

"Greetings, Mortal," Said the bubbly, hissing voice in his head... What the hell was that, he thought. "Not hell, the Ocean. Walk into the surf, my child. I will protect you."

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

"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 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."

And… The Young Thug pulled out a… Dead Rat? Didn’t see that coming.

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

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

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...

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

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

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.