Magic Items

Ornate Dagger of the Spider Queen (Dagger +2)
Weapon (Dagger), Rare

You have a +2 bonus to attack rolls and damage rolls made with this magic weapon.

Forged in the hidden forges of a forgotten Drow artisan, this dagger bears the unmistakable touch of Lolth’s devotion. Its grip is wrapped in dark leather, while the crossguard forms an intricate spider’s body of gold-black metal, set with ruby-red gemstones that glimmer like venomous eyes. The blade is slender, precise, and almost alive—as if it senses every motion of its wielder with eager anticipation. This is a dagger that does more than cut; it whispers of intrigue, shadowed paths, and the silent sacrifices made in the Spider Queen’s name.

Gem Of Seeing
Wondrous item, rare (requires attunement)

This gem has 3 charges. As an action, you can speak the gem’s command word and expend 1 charge. For the next 10 minutes, you have truesight out to 120 feet when you peer through the gem.

The gem regains 1d3 expended charges daily at dawn.

Wildspace Suit (Fish Suit)
Wondrous item, Very Rare

This bulky suit, which fully encases your head and body, takes 1 minute to don or doff. While worn, it enables you to breathe in an airless environment and renders you immune to the harmful effects of any gas that surrounds you. The suit also grants you a swimming speed equal to your walking speed while underwater, or a flying speed equal to your walking speed in an environment with no gravity.

Strange Material, instead of a bulky suit this space suit resembles a more modern example of wildspace equipment. It is made from rare materials that stem from modern crystal spheres and seem impossible to replicate even with the highest of spells. Some rumors say that these suits were created by the original inhabitants of the area that is called now doomspace.

Wildspace Tablet (Orray)
Wondrous item, Uncommon

Inside a Wildspace system, this portable arcane device automatically tracks the positions and movements of all suns, planets, moons, and comets within that system, projecting a display of all these bodies in the space above its current location. In that display, a white, pulsating pinprick of light marks the orrery's location.

Dawnpetal Oath-Ring (Ring of Spell Turning)
Ring, legendary (requires attunement)

While wearing this ring, you have Advantage on saving throws against spells. If you succeed on the save for a spell of level 7 or lower, the spell has no effect on you. If that spell targeted only you and didn't create an area of effect, you can take a Reaction to deflect the spell back at the spell's caster; the caster must make a saving throw against the spell using their own spell save DC.

Fashioned through the unlikely alliance of dwarf-smiths and elven gem-singers, the ring is carved entirely from moon-pale mithral that has been dark-patinated to resemble the weathered bark of an ancient cherry tree. Two slender “branches” spiral around one another to form the band, each twist bearing miniature blossoms polished to bright silver so they glimmer against the dusky texture beneath.

At the point where the branches meet, they unfurl to cradle a single flower cut from translucent rose quartz—its five petals soft with dawn-pink marbling—and, at the very center, a spray of hair-fine golden stamens tipped with perfect bead-like anthers.

The inside of the shank is smooth and cool, curving around the finger with the inscription "Forever yours, E." etched deep enough to outlast centuries yet flowing like a lover’s quickened handwriting. Light as a breath and warm to the touch, the piece feels less like metal and stone than a living bough caught at the first blush of spring, promising that love, once budded, will bloom forever.

What few know is that the ring is not merely beautiful—it is enchanted by Zybilna, known to some as Tasha, the archfey sorceress of unparalleled cunning and grace. Woven into its design is a subtle, protective magic: a ward of unseen blossomlight that shields the wearer from harm. Should danger near, the petals seem to shimmer faintly, and for a heartbeat, the air carries the scent of spring rain on cherry blossoms. This enchantment, born of fae love and mortal craftsmanship, ensures that those who wear the Dawnpetal Oath-Ring are never truly alone, even in the shadow of peril.

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Mark of the Worldroot (Barrier Tattoo)
Barrier Tattoo (Very Rare)

This tattoo is not merely a ward of magic, but a symbol of balance between realms.
Its origin does not lie in mortal craft, but in the living essence of the World Tree itself.

Legends tell of an avatar who once walked at the boundary of the planes—neither god nor mortal, but a living extension of the World Tree. Where the avatar stood, roots pierced sky, soil, and shadow alike. When the fabric of the worlds began to strain, the avatar tore a fragment of its own essence free and bound it into living ink, so that those who walk unarmored would not walk unprotected.

The Rootbinding Rite

The needle used to create the tattoo is forged from condensed world-metal—cool as moonlight, heavy with memory. During attunement, the bearer presses it to their skin and feels the whisper of the planes: leaves in distant wind, grinding stone, the slow pulse of deep earth.

At the rite’s completion, the needle dissolves into silvery-green ink, forming the mark.

Appearance

The tattoo depicts interwoven lines like roots, branches, and veins, shifting subtly as the bearer moves. From certain angles it resembles bark, from others ancient runes or flowing metal. In moments of stillness, it seems to breathe, as if an ancient heartbeat stirs beneath the skin.

Three layers can be discerned by those who study it closely:

The Roots – endurance and survival

The Trunk – balance and presence

The Crown – protection against forces beyond

Blessing of the Avatar

While the bearer wears no armor, the World Tree’s protection wraps around them like an unseen bark—not rigid like steel, but resilient and adaptive. Blows are turned aside, hostile magic is guided away, as though striking the wrong branch of a vast tree.

A shield may still be used, for the World Tree teaches not vulnerability, but harmony between defense and freedom.

Harmonious Bond

Attunement requires only one minute, as the avatar recognizes those who stand in balance with the worlds. The bond is not forced—it is remembered.

When the bond ends, the roots withdraw. The tattoo fades, and the needle reappears nearby, waiting for another who dares to walk the paths between realms.

Lunebough Whisper (Moon-Touched Rapier)
Weapon (Rapier), Common

This slender rapier was not forged in a mortal forge, but grown beneath moonlit branches where the World Tree’s crown brushes the night sky. Its blade carries the quiet radiance of moonlight filtered through leaves—soft, pale, and unwavering.
Origin

Legends say the weapon was shaped by an avatar who walked the upper boughs of the World Tree, where moonlight pools like dew upon silver bark. There, the avatar drew a single ray of moonlight down through the branches and bound it into steel, tempering it with sap drawn from the tree’s highest limbs.

The result was a blade meant not for conquest, but for watchfulness—a companion to those who walk the dark paths between roots and stars.
Appearance

The rapier’s blade gleams with a cool, translucent sheen, as if moonlight itself were trapped beneath its surface. Fine, vein-like patterns run along the steel, echoing branches reaching toward the sky.

Its hilt is adorned with organic motifs—twisting roots and crescent forms—and set with a pale gemstone that softly glows when darkness deepens. When drawn, the blade sheds moonlight that spills outward like leaves catching silver light in the night.
Moonlit Vigil

In darkness, the rapier awakens. Its glow does not burn or blind—it reveals, casting bright moonlight around the bearer and soft illumination beyond, banishing shadows without disturbing the quiet of the night.

The blade hums faintly when danger approaches, a whisper carried through steel and grip alike. Those attuned to it often react before conscious thought, guided by an instinct that feels older than fear.
Minor Prophecy — Guardian

The rapier does not speak in words, but in warnings: a tightening of the hand, a subtle shift of balance, a breath drawn just a moment sooner. It favors vigilance over aggression, rewarding those who remain aware and ready.

Many believe the blade remembers its vigil beneath the World Tree’s crown, forever watching the spaces where moonlight and shadow meet.

Ring of Feather Falling
Ring, rare (requires attunement)

An iron ring etched with angelic feathers hangs from a silver chain on the wall. This is a Ring of Feather Falling.

When you fall while wearing this ring, you descend 60 feet per round and take no damage from falling.