The Flayed Ones were once men, terrible and evil men, and they were punished for their heinous deeds.
Even the most despicable and evil Tyrant will be convinced they pale in comparison to this monstrosity.
More annoying than fairy fire ever was. And much more deadly.
A simple way to a fate most dreadful.
Sometimes it is necessary. Sometimes it just happens. Whether to a PC or NPC, a curse is something nasty that changes their life significantly, and not for the better. You were warned.
Inspired by Ria Hawk’s Mirror of Doom, this thread is for items that could be found in a Garage Sale from Hell.
The wristbands look ordinary. Sure, they may be a couple centuries old, but they weren’t iron. They were another, magical metal, and they were strong enough to stop even the biggest sword, if you’re fast enough. But they also draw the attention of another, who will hound you to your grave.
Aurelius is a hermit slightly different from the others. If you think you can provoke the gods without a punishment, you should meet him.
The weapon to all appearences will appear to be a +5 sword until in battle when a qualified person swings the suddenly heavily unbalanced sword.
Gold and silver full plate mail with the soul of a Slavina General trapped inside.
"Look, lad! You see the streak of glowing green off the larboard bow? Them's the bright waters!"
While the lad peered intently at the eerie glow, the old salt continued. "Entire ships have been lost to the Bright, lad, for once you let it surround you, you'll never touch land again!"