The Vault: Gravegun
“Gravegun.” That’s what it whispered, I’m sure of it now.
The Vault: Gobstompers
The first time I invoked the boot’s magic, it was an accident. Grink wouldn’t stop yammering about some shiny rock he found. I swung my foot in irritation, and the moment the boot connected, his jaw snapped shut, silent as stone.
The Vault: The Breakfast Club
The club and I—we ain’t heroes. We ain’t villains neither. We’re just hungry.
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: 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 […]
The Vault: Hammer Whip
The hammer whip struck the first assailant with a fierce blow. The beast fell with a shockwave that tore through the air, sending two more of the creatures reeling.
The Vault: Belt of the Burglar
With belt of the burglar no treasure is safe, nor is any opponent.
The Vault: Quiver of the Wilds
This quiver generates three magical arrows with a variety of effects at dawn.