A small collection of magic items intended to limit or negate the powers of a magic user

A set of stones which bring trouble wherever they go.

'You shall never catch anything but a whiff of me!' Vaivin yelled, as he ran down the dark tunnel being chased by giant rats. All of a sudden he was gone and all that remained was a cloud of gas.

So much gone, so much I can't remember. but I have my spells, and that is all I need to deal with you.

Last words of Thuulgar the Wicked

"The Queen was never the same after she started wearing that new breacelet of hers. She used to care about her people, now she just takes as much as she can and gives nothing in return. Sooner or later a revolt will break out."

What would it be like, if you could see the world around you without opening your eyes?

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

Ring of Disappearance

A useful item, but overuse can make one ... Disappear

Everyone who's young, beautiful and wealthy in the kingdom, owns a few pieces of master-work by this almost legendary craftsman. If you're a young woman that wants to dazzle everyone at the banquet, you'd better not be seen without your Rustof jewelry.

Bogsrune, a blight opon the magical world as it slowly drians the power out of the wizards it comes into contact with while giving all magical weapons a significent boost in power.

They say diamonds are a woman's best friend.

But should she prove unfaithful, they can also be her worst enemy, the instrument of her utter destruction. The whore will pay a heavy price for her infidelity, I swear!

Also known as the mantle of riddles, the necklace of koans, or the Band of Enigmas.

The stone and I have the same desires,
Day in, day out.
We want by each other to be sought,
And we want to embrace each other taut.
The stone and I have the same desires,
Day in, day out.

An often misunderstood poem of the Heartstone rings.

Since the creation of the Convict Collar, crime has dropped greatly in the major towns and cities, and the numbers of those locked up at State expense has fallen by a third.

(Extract from Pier Point Police Penal Policy document.)

'In the Black, dead souls creep
Seeking vengence without sleep.
Sacrificed for precious stones,
Rend they now flesh and bones.
Bloody staind and drenched in tears,
Stones cry out to one who hears,
‘Treachery has sown the seeds!
Now you'll be the one who bleeds!
Wear us well, you who brave,
Next you'll be in the grave!''
- Tas-Vessina's curse

A jewel to match my heart.

The Lady Givone

My fellow councilor’s, the entire watch was assassinated by the Arch-Duke of Torr wanting to open up a hole in the defense of the city. His intent was obviously to try and make it easier for him to conquer us.

But ser, how do we know for sure that you are right in your assumptions? After all you just recently arrived to the city and were unaware of the murders until we spoke of it here.

Ser! That is because I am a genius and you are not.

- Ser Marcus Hadokk, self proclaimed genius.

Originally a failed invention, the usefulness of Nurin beads have since been redifined for a more nefarious purpose. Those who know of the usefulness of these gems are able to get whatever they want from their most hated enemy, and incriminate them just hours later.

A crude and appearently worthless trinket, this tawdry bit of finery would attract no notice at all, disregarded as as just foolish vanity on the part of an improvished peasant or labourer.

But mind you don't lose one of these when you're on the errand of some powerful guild leader. He'll be sure to skin you for that.

A mystic, tired of being left behind by his more swifted-footed companions, devised this as a simple solution.