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 weighted head of the flail hangs like a lodestone from the iron chain bound to the...
A bladed head of gleaming obsidian crowns the blackened steel haft of this axe like a...
Under a ridge of granulated rot and bone which might have once been the lich’s arm lie...
The lich’s skeletal form has degraded beyond even undeath, leaving nothing but a pile...
Pale of skin and dark of intent, this vampiric knight stands with an aristocratic sneer....
From the stygian dark shuffles a witch, her soot-gray robes as dark as her soul. Clutched...
The metallic flesh of the whip is riven with seams—delicate and almost...
Tramping across the field looms an unliving giant, a gargantuan abomination sloughing...
The head of this mighty weapon has been forged in the likeness of a comet blazing across...