Loot from Asmodeus, Lord of Hell Asmodeus is nothing if not thorough: his clothing is full of hidden pouches and false-bottomed pockets… Sundries from Asmodeus, Lord of Hell Asmodeus lies defeated, his devilishly handsome face a mask of outrage and disbelief. Approaching the infernal… Loot from an Aranea The aranea’s spidery legs curl beneath its body in a rigor of death. Thus immobilized, you… Snare Your voice deepens to a drone as you chant above a coil of rope. You feel… Antimagic Gambeson Threads of silver form a mesh through this black arming shirt. Some of the threads form… Antimagic Manacles A silvery alloy makes up these manacles. Lacking a chain, they instead bind the hands close… Boring’s Emporium On this side of the market, the smell of metal and leather replaces the fruity fragrance… Your Torch Goes Out The sizzle of your dying torch hisses in the looming darkness, the safety of light dwindling… Exploration Base Camp An exploration team has pitched tents in a rough circle around a central pavilion. Some team… Skeletal Dragon Cracking sinew announces the presence of the beast as mighty claws of rotting bone reach over… « Older Entries
