The Vault: The Breakfast Club
The club and I—we ain’t heroes. We ain’t villains neither. We’re just hungry.
The Vault: Chain of Command
They said the chain could make hardened warriors drop their blades with a whisper.
The Vault: Bug-Out Bag
The bag had become my bug-out bag, and an infinite source of bug-friends.
The Vault: Ring Finger
I adorned the finger with two rings. One gleamed with a sharp light, promising protection in battle, while the other granted me the ability leap large distances
The Vault: Orbs of the Illusionist
I knew the stories of the orbs’ dark origins, of a wizard using them to lure children into to his keep, transforming them into goblins to bolster his hordes.
The Vault: Boots of Walking
I attached the boots to an ale barrel… it started to shuffle, wobbling about like a newborn foal.
The Vault: Holy Water Balloon
It burst, and for a moment, the forest was bathed in golden light.
The Vault: Orb of Drilling
They say it belonged to a vampire who lost his teeth. Used it to draw blood from his victims.
The Vault: Book of the Magic-User
Rumor had it the book was created for a prince who couldn’t master the arcane arts.
The Vault: Homebound Key
The key felt warm in my hand, its extraordinary design a swirl of color and magic. I had heard tales of the Keymaker, a master craftsman who fashioned these keys as gifts for the scions of royalty. With a twist, the key could open a gateway to any door it was attuned to. I found […]