Magic Items

When not worn, the cloak’s default setting is a perfectly authentic Red Wizard cloak

Wondrous Item, uncommon
While wearing these dark lenses, you have darkvision out to a range of 60 feet. If you already have darkvision, wearing the goggles increases its range by 60 feet.
These goggles come in the form of a tinkerer’s welding goggles, fashioned to have the features of a clockwork dragon.
In addition, the googles have the Language minor property. The bear can speak and understand Draconic while the item is on the bearer’s person.

This gnarled stick is the warped mix of bramble, vine and birchwood, twisted around the spine of a humongous Moonsea Cod. Druidic runes are etched in the handle, their meaning, lost through the seasons. The fish spine permits threading of a line down to a crude reel made of a sea chub’s skull.
While activated, if there are any fish-like beasts within 10ft. of the rod, it will shake, and the skull will excitedly exclaim, “You got a bite! You got a bite!”.

This palm-sized, masterwork compass was once the property of a Thayan ship captain. Housed within its polished silver case is an expertly-crafted compass rose, whose bone-finger points stand out from behind intricately-carved storm clouds and lightning bolts. A diminutive opal orb suffused with a part of the Thayan’s soul sets at its center. While in use, the wielder hears the sound of waves crashing along with a ship’s hull creaking. A haunting voice calls, “Bring it back …bring it back to me...”.

This armor is obviously Githyanki in design. It is ornamented with tassels, ribbons, and bone fragments

Shining with a polished brilliance this golden headband never dulls. The sound of heavenly chimes can be heard when the wearer has a new idea.

The pendant of this necklace is an ovoid puzzle box of jagged black metal that screeches as it is operated. To activate the item, the puzzle box must be manipulated into a new configuration.

This cruel helm has been crafted to look like the screaming face of a devil. It’s always warm to the touch, and when you wear it you hear devilish whisperings that you can never quite discern.

This glittery, translucent dust fills a small glass vial. The vial has a painting of a laughing sprite on the cork.

This plain wooden wand carries the small imprint of a roaring bear standing on its hindlegs, ready to strike.

This magnificent sable cloak is inlaid with stitched alchemical formulae and smells of turpentine