Flail +2
Laughing in the face of natural law, a swirling orrery of gold and precious stones hangs...
Laughing in the face of natural law, a swirling orrery of gold and precious stones hangs...
The birdfolk clutches a large leather pouch on its belt as its final act before death....
The weighted head of the flail hangs like a lodestone from the iron chain bound to the...
The birdfolk lies among a scattering of down and feathers shed during the...
A bladed head of gleaming obsidian crowns the blackened steel haft of this axe like a...
The great expanse of the sea is as smooth as a pane of glass. An errant gust sails over...
The behir’s final wracking shudders have forced its gullet to empty, expelling the...
Godlike, the gamemaster looms large—an abstruse storyteller, a wielder of esoteric...
In its death throes, the behir has disgorged a few mementos of its previous prey. A pile...
Wit and charm were not enough to save this loquacious minstrel from a sticky end, and the...