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 behir’s final wracking shudders have forced its gullet to empty, expelling the...
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...
Under a ridge of granulated rot and bone which might have once been the lich’s arm lie...
Threads of gristle and sinew have been bound together in unnatural purpose to form this...