A standard book of evil.

The fifth generation of gynoid robots produced for the inhabitants of Technopolis.

A handsome bed set, obviously expensive and likely both old, and imported.

A symbol of achievement, an icon of arrogance and pride, a pinnacle of alchemical purity.

A sentinel, a defender of humanity, standing against the hosts of the eternal night.

A potent drink gauranteed to turn good folk into depraved and desolate madmen.

Lady Carse of Tekne

A rare sight, but one dreaded by the foes of dwarvendom.

The largest warship of the Terran Hegemony capable of landing on Earth and launching again into orbit.

Gauranteed to protect you from nightmares, hexes, and the diseases of the loins

Behold, for I am the form of Destruction

Inscription on the Virednith

Revenge, but at what cost?

This stuff will make you a sexual Red-Frilled Blood Dragon.

Jesk, Orcish gladiator

What secrets does this box of magic cigars hold?

Manufacted during the heyday of the Old World, these rods contain the elemental power of flame.

The blade of the adamant blossom...

Sound the call of alarm and light the fires in the trenches, the time for war is upon you!

The first power cores

only peasants and commoners call them wizard's robes, those of the art know their true name.

By Merlin's Beard!

I need a light for my pipe, pass me a flask of fire, mate.