''A more abomnaible sight we could not have imagined! When all of their warriors had been slain by our valorous soldiers of God, the crazed priests rushed upon us from the summit of their temple, screaming their ghoulish war-cries as they rushed to do battle.

Our elation at the prospect of an easy slaughter before us soon turned into powerful horror as we beheld that these fiends were clad in the gore suffused hides of our fallen comrades! ''

-Taken from the writings on an obscure chronicler who accompanied the conquistors of Tahutol on their epic voyage of subjugation and empire.

...and a little something extra for yourself

These minor items were developed by a mage tired of the foul odor of the garbage pit behind his home.

I like unique items, and I like to tailor them to my players. So, when they went on a mission to clear out a troll cave, I decided to make this for the wizard in the group.

'Once a tiny thread, woven with a heart so true...now a cloak that will to its wearer bond.'

These boots are an item that complements Siren no Orakio's Item submission 'Shards of the Storm'. This is a quest submission.

Once these tabards were worn by the traitorous bodyguards of an elven Prince. The circumstances around their betrayal of the Prince has given the tabards paranormal abilities.

Magical cloak that acts as armor. Protection against normal and magical attacks as well as holy spells. Gives creatures who are harmed by light and sunlight immunity. Give wearer the ability to become invisible at night. Sentient and cursed. See full description for details.

Watch your step with this item, you might end up falling down... or even up.

With this bracelet you can let your fists do the talking.

Gareth turned and squinted uneasily over his shoulder. He could have sworn he heard a high pitched hiss. He turned back to continue through the dim underground passageway. It was then that he saw them. A pair of ruby red eyes, glowing faintly a few feet front of him. He had to look up to see them, and that is saying something, given Gareth's generous stature. The strike was quick...he had no chance. The last thing he remembered were the eyes hovering above him and the fangs dripping venom. And was that a second set of eyes gleaming beneath the first...?

a fur coat with interesting properties and penalties

'Your eye, your eye!' crowed Imupokith, the Sea-Witch, and Vruthath, clutching his bleeding socket, held out his hand.
Upon the palm was a staring green eye.

An item of clothing designed to let librarians reach those books which everyone wants to borrow and are therefore left on the highest shelf.

Adventurers have timewasters too, but sometimes the timewasters aren't a waste...

Cheating death always has a price. For those who don the Shroud of Ster, the price is pain and suffering for ages.

'Yes, these boots are very fine,' said Smoke's Empty Lens, 'But I do not care for them, nor for you.'
Firefly River wept a single tear and went away...

Fiery-Feathered Phembu, the First Among Pheasants, went to Moeqhu-Qaz, the Leader of the Seven Sand Dragons!

Many men have looked at the birds and envied thier innocent flight, and looked at the fish and envied thier serene swimming. Felonious Twist was a mage that saw a connection.

A set of gloves crafted by none other than our friendly resident soul-mage, Tarquin. Designed specifically to give a physical attack that is effective even with his weak body.