The Vault: Snake Oil
“Tells you what, mate. Got a special brew. Snake oil, they calls it. Kills the pain, perks you right up, even sorts poison. Just a silver.”
The Vault: Bamboots
Me? I’m just a goblin with a knack for second-story work, and these bamboots be the ticket to the high life. Literally.
The Vault: Powdered Armor
“This ain’t armor,” I growled. “This is what pixies leave behind after a night of dancin’!”
The Vault: Bananaramarang
couldn’t wait to test it and threw it as soon as I had a chance. The bloody thing looped back and smacked me in the nose, but not before creating a puddle of slick ooze where it flew.
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: 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: Belt of the Burglar
With belt of the burglar no treasure is safe, nor is any opponent.
The Vault: Bracers of Brutality
These spike-covered bracers empower a barbarian’s rage.