A cul-de-sac in arcanotechnology, the Singularity Plant is a power station that is more dangerous than it is valuable.
With but a name, these places fill common folk with apprehension and dread
Even the most despicable and evil Tyrant will be convinced they pale in comparison to this monstrosity.
“Swiftly, repent! The Saintmaker is coming!”
An otherwise simple spear, the dread blade of Hatred brings rot and decay to all it strikes, be it armour, body, or soul.
A glowing green stone flowing with the elemental power of evil
A standard book of evil.
A handsome bed set, obviously expensive and likely both old, and imported.
You pass through a woodland with a floor that seems remarkably clean of debris. Suddenly your attention is drawn to a twisted bit of wood by the trail side, a short broken twig with several stubs of branches along its length and most of the bark missing. When you reach it, the twig blurs and turns into a small brown lizard, caught in the middle of its body-twisting run. The little reptile darts away down the trail with impossible speed, no doubt magically enhanced, and is lost to sight in a moment. Now someone knows you are coming...