Savage,blood thirsty,the amphibious shark men or Zaben cannot be controlled,so the conventional wisdom goes.

But is this really the case?

Oft overlooked, and moreso understaffed, the majordomo of Jesolo Manor sought out a sorcerous cousin to craft for him some sort of charm or spell to aid him in the maintainence of the sprawling manor. A six foot staff of twisted oak was his prize.

When magic is the stuff from which the world is made no man can afford to ignore it. For those who are unable, or unwilling, to undertake the rigorous study required to master the arcane arts the power of magic may still by available - for a price.

What is it that hangs from such a fine belt? Tis a sword of Righteous Slaying, and a Mace of Disintegration. A pouch of Perfect Invisibility Dust, and a wand of Endless fireballs?

Good sir, This must be the Belt of Munchkin-kind

It can be dangerous trying to send someone a message. Spoken words may be overheard, written correspondence may be intercepted, and body language may be seen. Did you ever wish you could think the words and they would be known?

Tired of people that just don't keep their word? Well, with a Binding Oath Ring, that'll be next to imposible.

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 christmas gift to my fellow citadelians, made in my favourite medium. Of course, you all know what my gifts are like. But hey, Christmas is a time of giving!

A pen? Yes, a pen. It has long been a treasured item for forgers who would like to have their hands on it...

After long pondering and some testing, the Asakran army has finally allowed the use of advanced magic on the battlefield. This is the prototype of intense research.

Unkh-quasti, the great Green Dragon has been defeated by an unknown hero. The hero died in that battle, but his sword remained...

The lost Topaz of Anamis, the famous explorer, who disappeared on a foolhardy expedition.

(Author: I made myself sit down and write this :P I missed posting items :( )

A dagger which never kills directly certainly seems useless. But there are more ways to kill a person than to stab them.

10 perfectly sphere-like stones containing ancient spells of much power and much use to those with wits, courage and intelligence.

Don't just lug your loot around put it to work

One of many small artifacts created eons ago, The Sands of Fury is capable of creating massive turmoil and destruction from above.

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.

'Clear glacial water, spring barley, winter wheat and summer hops are what good ales are known for. The ale should not be too old or it will be stale or bitter, it must breath or the favor won't be just right, and most importantly it should be chilled to just a hair above freezing, so the taste is sharp and crisp' ~ Taliwar Jil - Master Brewer, Far Doman

'Wolf, have you not heard, Red Riding left to college years ago and is married with 2 kids of her own, she has not come to Grandmother's house for 5 years now. What have you done with Grandma, for if it is murder, the axe you will have.'