Magic Items

This elegant band of blackened gold is warm to the touch, as though it remembers ancient embers. Set within its center is a flawless ruby, its heart flickering with an ever-burning spark that dances like a flame caught in crystal. When worn, faint wisps of heat shimmer in the air around the ring, and the scent of scorched cedar clings to the bearer. Once attuned, the wearer feels their blood thrum with volcanic power—like magma coiled beneath a calm surface, waiting to erupt.

This sleek silver band glistens with a thin sheen of frost, never melting even in the hottest climes. Set into its crown is a pale blue aquamarine, cloudy at the core like a shard of glacial ice trapped in time. When worn, the air grows cool around the bearer, and their breath mists faintly with each word. The ring pulses with the still, ancient power of frozen seas and buried glaciers, an echo of the elemental chill that sleeps beneath the waves, patient and unyielding.

This fearsome steel helm makes your eyes glow red and hides the rest of your face in shadow while you wear it.
This helm bears the sigil of Selune. While wearing it, instead of red, your eyes glows a celestial white color.

Ozwald's personal walking stick and the only place where he felt safe away from the peering eyes of Sigil. Now, Ozwald is back on the run, but he has entrusted you with his workshop... his sanctum sanctorum.

This armor is forged by an avatar of Helm. The leather seem to have a radiant shimmer held together by obsidian rivets. Etched on the armor’s chest is the symbol of Helm, a staring eye with blue pupil on the upright left war gauntlet.

If allied with Zerah, it will reveal a hidden inscription under a moonlight.
Your victories are seen and celebrated. In the shadows of defeat, you are not alone.

If allied with Ananias, it will reveal a hidden inscription in complete darkness.
True freedom is knowledge that there is no moral law. Everything is permissible.

The shining iron horn is of dwarven make and cool to the touch. Elegantly engraved into the sides of the horn are scenes of great dwarven feasts, huge kegs of ale, and the slaying of monstrous beasts which include a tarrasque and a kraken.

Tales of Bahamut have been carved onto this metallic horn. Upon blowing it, beams of light shines upon the land around you, introducing 5 spirits of Dragonborn serving the dragon god onto the battlefield. They swear to serve you only if you are worthy of their service.

This armor is made fully from tentacles of the mind flayers, shrouded in fluids of cerebrals, and magically touched by Ilsensine yet contains not a spark of divinity.

You're granted a minor portion of Ilsensine's protection against Magic as long as you are not standing in opposition against the illithid god.

You're given a small portion of Ilsensine's knowledge.

While wearing this amulet, you can speak and understand Modron.

This weapon was once the holy avenger of an ancients paladin. It has since broken and been repaired, losing it's special properties but not its edge. The hilt is clearly that of a holy avenger, but the blade is shattered and covered in markings where it was reassembled.