Bluest of sapphires; the ice-cold jewel. From its hoary breath flows the bitter winter winds. The Lady Karina sits there for all eternity, looking deep into the eyes of her lover.
The three sacred relics of Ahkti.
The relic of an old Sorcerer, the Glyph of Tarnos Krae is a window into the past.
Once the source of power for a cult now scattered, this item acts as both sacrificial altar and food grill.
An item revered by the Serenia and reviled by the Fasceti.
Inspired by #35 from 30 Benefits to owning a pet crocodile.
Because somebody had to.
I was in a game with a GM that had a Masters in History, who made is a point to mention that the local peasants didn't have wheelbarrows. The rest of the players just shrugged that off but I knew that the GM was trying to tell us the peasants were on the knife edge of starvation.
All that from wheelbarrows? Yes, because before the invention of the wheelbarrow it took two men to carry that load. In it's time the wheelbarrow was the most explosive production multiplier that the peasantry could get their hands on.
This is worth two tips: One about the power of the Wheelbarrow and the other is the moral of the story...that people need to know the point you are trying to make.