Skies Treasury (Chapter One)
Inventory & Prices
+1 banded mail 1,400 gp 1,260 gp
+1 chainmail 1,300 gp 1,170 gp
+1 dagger (Small) 2,302 gp 2,072 gp
+1 kukri 2,308 gp 2,077 gp
+1 heavy steel shield 1,170 gp 1,053 gp
+1 leather armor (2 1,160 gp each 1,044 gp each
available; one Small)
+1 light mace (Small) 2,305 gp 2,075 gp
+1 longsword (2 avail- 2,315 gp each 2,084 gp each
able; one Small)
+1 scimitar 2,315 gp 2,084 gp
+1 spiked chain 2,325 gp 2,093 gp
Arcane scroll of flame arrow 375 gp 338 gp
Arcane scroll of ice storm 700 gp 630 gp
Arcane scroll of levitate 150 gp 135 gp
Arcane scroll of mirror image 150 gp 135 gp
Bag of holding (Type 1) 2,500 gp 2,250 gp
Cloak of resistance +1 1,000 gp each 900 gp each
(2 available)
Divine scroll of dispel magic 375 gp 338 gp
Divine scroll of lesser 150 gp 135 gp
restoration
Divine scroll of raise dead 6,125 gp 5,513 gp
Divine scroll of silence 150 gp 135 gp
Divine scroll of speak 375 gp 338 gp
with dead
Golembane scarab (flesh) 2,500 gp 2,250 gp
Hat of disguise 1,800 gp 1,620 gp
Heward’s handy haversack 2,000 gp 1,800 gp
Potion of cure light 50 gp each 45 gp each
wounds (8 available)
Potion of cure moderate 300 gp each 270 gp each
wounds (3 available)
Potion of haste 750 gp 675 gp
Potion of owl’s wisdom 300 gp 270 gp
Ring of feather falling 2,200 gp 1,980 gp
Ring of protection +1 2,000 gp 1,800 gp
Rope of climbing 3,000 gp 2,700 gp
Sleep arrows (2 available) 132 gp each 119 gp
Wand of cure light 375 gp 338 gp
wounds (25 charges)
Wand of cure moderate 1,980 gp 1782 gp
wounds (22 charges)
Wand of Melf’s acid arrow 900 gp 810 gp
(10 charges)
Descriptions & Stories
+1 banded mail 1,400 gp 1,260 gp
Description: Armour crafted with alternate bands of silver and gold, etched with depictions of majestic eagles. Along the arms of the armour are gold wings while the gauntlets are crafted, and fingertip slightly pointed, to resemble birds talons. The full-face helm is toped with a golden eagle poised to take to the air.
Story: Skie – ‘I’ve had this beautiful armour for years and have grown quiet attached to it. A few guards have inquired about it but I turned them away. Armour like this deserves to be worn by a hero, not a common soldier… ‘
Side Note : Skie purchased the armour years ago when the Hatil noble family were executed for treason and their estate was divided up. The armour was sold to Skie for a fraction of its worth but since that time she has found it extremely difficult to sell it. The truth is that most of Cauldron locals know of the items past and are reluctant to buy the banded mail in fear of getting bad luck themselves or worse still – have the Hatil Family ghosts come back to get it from them….
+1 dagger (Small) 2,302 gp 2,072 gp
Description: A small stiletto bladed dagger with a deadly sharp tip and a crescent shaped crossbar. The hilt is bound with black, soft leather and the base embedded with a small emerald.
Story: A member of the Last Laugh claimed this dagger in a duel with a group of Alleybashers who attempted to ambush her on a rooftop. She was able to duck, weave and tumble past their series of awkward attacks before taking them down with a flurry of pinpoint strikes. A dark gnome offered the blade in exchange of his life. The Last Laugh assassin took both.
+1 kukri 2,308 gp 2,077 gp
Description: Heavy, curved dagger with a razor-sharp edge made of glittering mithril on the inside of the curve. Soft black leather is wound around the handle with a pattern of white linked hands imprinted into the leather.
Story: Skie – I purchased this exotic beauty for my more discerning, worldly customers. It takes a masterful fighter to wield such a blade, one versed in abilities and skills rarely seen in these parts. A different breed of warrior is exactly what we all hope for in our little city and this blade would make the perfect tool for just such a hero…
+1 heavy steel shield 1,170 gp 1,053 gp
Description: A large rectangular shield blanketed with small spikes.
Story: This shield has been in Skie’s possession for years. Sold to her from an adventuring band that has since left for Sassarine (Vhalantru). As far as she can recollect, Skie remembers the shield was once owned by a crazed half orc mercenary that was struck down in a bar brawl by none other than young Sylar Krewis. Skylar had been forced to kill the man when negotiations turned sour and the mercenary struck down two of his team.
+1 leather armour (medium) (1,160 gp each 1,044 gp each)
+1 leather armour (small)
Description: Stone grey coloured with a symbol of a black rearing horse carved into its chest and on each shoulder.
Story: Skie – This mystic armour was found by a farmer who chanced upon a halfling lying dead by the road with not a mark upon him wearing the treasure. The farmer swore he saw a strange ghostly fish like humanoid floating away from the corpse at the time but the old fellow is know for his theatrics so take the story with a grain of salt. But on the other hand he did say he found it not 20 miles from what we know in these parts as the Haunted Village…so who knows.
What I can be sure of is the strength and craftsmanship of this fine armour. Just make sure you avoid ghosts cause even magical armour isn’t going to protect you from them!
+1 light mace (Small) 2,305 gp 2,075 gp
Description: Spiked diamond-shaped head sits upon a short silver shaft. The maces head is gold coloured contrasting with the weapon handle and grip. The base of the weapon depicts a smiling halflings visage and a horn. Etched along the silver shaft in a flowing hand is something written in halfling. The shaft and head of the mace seem strangely mismatched.
Story: Skie –‘Just another one of Maavus wares so not much of a story with this one. Perfect size in my opinion. I had the writing translated. It reads –
‘ Strength in Life, Faith in Mirth,’
Lovely don’t you think?
Strange thing with this weapon is that only the shaft is magical, almost as if the head and handle were put together later and don’t really belong together. Maybe its part of a much more powerful weapon, who knows? I would be keen to purchase the weapon on promise alone, let alone the fact that it is a powerful mace in its own right. All it needs is a wielder with the right potential and stature…
Side Note: The shaft is one half of a powerful weapon known as ‘Last Rite’ - a Mace of Disruption created by the church of Yondalla. A lich from the Haunted Village region defeated its previous owner and attempted to destroy the weapon but only succeeded in dividing the weapon into two parts. He then had his followers disperse the head and shaft to different ends of the land, believing this would ensure he would never come in contact with the item again.
The head of the weapon has the second half of the poem –
‘Peace in Death, Promise in Birth.’
Bringing the two parts of the weapon to a skilled weapon smith will reform the weapon. Skie can direct the party to such a smith if need be.
DMs Note: The head can be found in any number of locations preferably as part of an existing weapon perhaps wielded by one of the villains such as Ike. While Triel is probably an ideal owner for the ‘head’ of the mace I recommend discovering the item later in the Path due to the power level of the weapon.
Small Longsword +1
Description: Dark iron blade with an ivory hilt carved to resemble a Zorn with outstretched arms creating a cross guard and with the blade emerging from the zorns 'mouth'.
Story: Skie - ' I was sold this remarkable blade from Cauldron own heroes known as the Stormblades. Have you heard of them? After battling through the deadly catacombs beneath the city and slaying countless yapping bloodthirsty kobolds they faced off against the leader of the tribe - a monstrous kobold with red scales and long horns. After yipping a command at its bodyguards the leader drew its gleaming blade and attacked.
During the ensuring combat one of the Stormblades, the fiery redhead, slapped the devilish leaders blade from its grasp and with one quick motion caught the blade in her off hand and trust it into the astonish creatures heart.
This is that very blade.
+1 spiked chain 2,325 gp 2,093 gp
Description: Long thick black length of chain with wicked curved spikes permanently stained with blood. Red worm-like symbols squirm around each link endlessly, quickening and glowing when the weapon is wielded.
Story: A strange stooped figure shambled into my shop one rain swept evening, cloaked in a heavy hooded robe and dragging one leg behind it. In a raspy voice the figure asked for the owner of the shop and I quickly blurted out that I was the one he sought. The figure slowly drew something out from beneath its robes which rattled and clinked disconcertingly, and then held the item high. The act reminded me of a tyrannical general triumphantly holding aloft a defeated victims head to his bloodthirsty army. The image sent a chill right through me.
The object dangled down and swayed like a serpent. Lowering the chain onto the counter, the figure said it had heard I enjoyed hearing stories of the objects I purchased. I replied that this was true and, with a cruel smile, the figure began to describe the hundreds of cruel deaths the chain had inflicted upon creatures in the past.
He recalled with glee and delight how it had ripped people apart, how it had teared away their flesh, how it had dismembered and disfigured. With each story the figure became more animated and more excited but I couldn’t muster the will to stop him. He sickened and frightened me.
But for all my contempt I could see a profit to be had and offered the figure a pouch of gems for the weapon. Smiling with an overcrowded mouthful of rotting sharpened teeth, the figure snatched up the pouch and slipped from the shop and back into the rain.
This is not a weapon of grace or honour, but it is definitely a weapon of terror and death. I fear to say, but I believe it is a weapon that will have a place in Cauldron future too. What that role will be is only for the gods and heroes such as you to unravel…
Side Note: This weapon and will disappear at the end of Chapter 2 if it is not bought before this time. An Alleybasher will purchase the weapon and, sneaking a peak out the window and onto the rain blanketed street, Skie will see the rogue fearfully hand it over to a black armoured red head outside. This is Triel who will give the weapon as a gift to Takilar, the undead gnoll Ebon Triad leader from Chapter 3.
Due to this purchase, it is very likely the party come in to contact with the weapon during the next chapter and see it used to full, terrifying and brutal, effect.
Arcane scroll of flame arrow 375 gp 338 gp
Arcane scroll of ice storm 700 gp 630 gp
Arcane scroll of levitate 150 gp 135 gp
Description: These three scrolls have been scribed on the same parchment. All of them bear a wax seal, stamped with a sigil depicting a mountain crested by a sun and stars. One of the scrolls (levitate) has a circular hole on its edge, barely touching the arcane writing.
Story : I bought these three scrolls off young sir Splintershield, before he became the master of the Malachite Hold. Says he found them in a grotto beyond his ancestral home, deep within the mountain. They were in a small frayed sack buried under a caved-in section. Sir Splintershield told me he found the grotto in a most peculiar state. Sections of the wall apparently melted away, unnatural cave-ins everywhere, as if it was the site of a great battle. He never did find out what exactly happened there, though...
Side Note: The scroll of levitate is slightly damaged. It has a 10 percent arcane spell failure chance. The scrolls where scribed by the wizard member of a band of adventurers named the Wayscouts. The adventurers were one of the first to be ambushed by Vhalantru. Vhalantru made liberal use of his disintegrate eye-ray in that battle and hit the wizard as he was digging out a scroll. Vhalantru cleared out the cavern after that, but missed the three scrolls. One of the statues in Vhalantru's manor may bear a sigil on his gear identical to that on the scrolls.
Arcane scroll of mirror image 150 gp 135 gp
Cloak of Resistance +1 (red) 1,000 gp each 900 gp each
Description: Long deep ember coloured with a myriad of white symbols covering it. A white thin roper tie encircles the neck with both ends finishing in a white pearl.
Story: Skie – A wandering wizard, in exchange for quick cash, sold this magical wonder to me. He claimed to have secreted it from right out of Hookface’s overflowing horde as the massive red dragon slept. I was a bit sceptical myself until he produced a red shield sized scale to verify his claim. Dragon or not the cloak symbols sometimes glow with power. I believe this cloak hold more magic than it has initially revealed. Perhaps all it needs is the right owner…
Cloak of resistance +1 (blue) 1,000 gp each 900 gp each
Description: Just over waist length, twilight blue with white wolf fur lining and silver clasp resembling a wolf.
Story: The gallant Alek Tervical sold this beautiful prize to me. He told me he took it from an orcish shaman in the jungles to the north. The shaman had gifted the item to Alek after he rescued his familiar from a pair of trolls wandering the region.
Divine scroll of dispel magic 375 gp 338 gp
Divine scroll of lesser Restoration 150 gp 135 gp
Divine scroll of raise dead 6,125 gp 5,513 gp
Divine scroll of silence 150 gp 135 gp
Divine scroll of speak with dead 375 gp 338 gp
Description: Large ash coloured parchments rolled and sealed with a red wax seal stamped with the symbol of death and magic. At the head of each opened scroll is the glaring symbol of Wee Jas that seems to follow the reader’s eyes wherever he moves. The writing is a red spidery script which glows and disappears once read.
Story: Skie – ‘Not much of a story here I’m afraid. I commissioned these scrolls from the Church of Wee Jas and had to pay through my ears to do so. But not to worry they are all in mint condition, never been opened in fact, were created by Ike Iverson and most importantly to you I won’t be passing on the high prices I payed to get them!
Side Note: Hastily penned in one corner of the Raise Dead scroll is a small note
The three shifted to Plain of Cysts. Contact Velior.
Ike hurriedly wrote down this message as he began preparing to create the scroll when Embril sent him an unexpected Sending. He later overlooked the small scribble used the parchment to create the scroll and then sell it not realizing his mistake. The message refers to the three Pelor clerics who were killed and then Plane Shifted to the Plain of Cysts in Ocipitus by Embril. Velior is one of the Last Laugh Jesters. The rest of the sending was written on another parchment and destroyed later by Ike.
Golembane scarab (flesh) 2,500 gp 2,250 gp
Description: Black, beetle shaped pin with pearl eyes and white tipped legs. The white underside is warm, soft and distinctly flesh-like to the touch.
When the user activates the scarabs detect ability, the beetles eyes change from white to black the closer a golem approaches. Similarly, when the scarab is used to bypass a golems damage reduction, the beetles legs begin to scurry as if it is attempting to attack the golem itself.
Story: This little fellow was part of a collection commissioned by a group known as the Tomb Rats who recently sold of all their adventuring possessions in Sasserine. The recently retired party were famous for researching, locating, exploring and plundering ancient tombs, cities, cairns and pyramids in the region.
After undead, undoubtedly the most numerous and dangerous guardians they combated in these ruins were golems. To better prepare themselves for such encounters, the group had a collection of scarabs created, each attuned to a different type.
This one was specifically designed to combat the terrifying, zombie-like golems made of corpses body parts - flesh golems. Horrific to see they are even more horrific to battle. Few live to see the other side of combat with such shambling nightmares.
That is of course, unless you have a secret weapon such as this on your side….
Hat of disguise 1,800 gp 1,620 gp
Description: Floppy leather artist hat adorned with a blue peacock feather.
Story: Skie –‘ Would you believe Lord Vhalantru himself sold this amazing hat to me. Just strolled in one day and told me an adventuring group gave him the item as a parting gift before descending beneath the city and then never returning. I remember cheekily asking him why he did not use the item himself and after an few uncomfortably seconds of silence he mentioned something about being out of fashion and too small for his head. I never thought he had a big head but incredibly hat none the less. Just between you and me I’ve even used it myself a few times when I’ve seen the tax man coming my way or worse still – an annoying family member on their way to visit…’
Heward’s Handy Haversack
Description: This backpack is made of fine red leather and bears an eight-pointed star symbol on the left strap.
Story: Skie - 'A few years back, a spry young man passing through Cauldron came by to purchase a scroll, which I happily sold to him. I sensed that he was looking for something else, though. As he spoke, his eyes wandered over many of the items I had on display. I thought I saw his eyes glimmer when he spotted something, but I'll never know what it was. When I came in to open the office the next morning, I found him dead in front of one of my display cases. The town guard, at the suggestion of Lord Vhalantru, granted me possession of his items.'
If asked about the eight-pointed star symbol, Skie replies 'I tried researching that symbol, but it doesn't seem to mean anything in particular. At least, not in these parts...'
If asked what the young man wanted to purchase, Skie answers 'I don't think I'll ever know. The display case I found him at is where I place my rings. But I thoroughly checked them, and they held no special properties other than what they were intended to hold.'
If asked how the man died, Skie says with a twinkle in her eye, 'Well, it's a dangerous business, sneaking into shops at night."
DM’s Notes: Maavu purchases this item during Chapter Two if not already purchased previously.
Potion of cure light 50 gp each 45 gp each
wounds (8 available)
Potion of cure moderate 300 gp each 270 gp each
wounds (3 available)
Potion of haste 750 gp 675 gp
Ring of feather falling 2,200 gp 1,980 gp
Description: Gold ban moulded to resemble tiny overlapping stylised feathers.
Story: Skie –‘Strangest thing, this ring came into my possession in the most peculiar and mysterious of ways. I came to work one morning and there it was silently sitting on this very counter with a small note lying by its side. The note itself was dusty and cracked with age as if it had been resting undisturbed there for centuries. Written upon the parchment in a broad hand was a simple message faded with time – ‘Pillars of Lore, City of cages, Circle of feathers, Key of pages…’
‘Never did find out what the message meant nor how the ring or message was left in my shop’ adding more to herself than any who listen she whispers ‘particularly with all the traps and guardians I have guarding my wares.’ Remembering herself Skie winks at the adventures and states – ‘I suspect this little ring is more valuable than it seems but I’ll still be happy to part with it for a pouch of gold or jewels to the right buyer…’
Side Note: The underside of the ring has been cut or marked with a small series of indentations. These ‘cuts’ form an uneven pattern. This item is a key to Fetors (or any other of the Cagewrights, of your choice, spell, diary or lore book). Placing it into the circular indentation upon the cover of the tome, unlocks the book and secrets within.
Ring of protection +1 2,000 gp 1,800 gp
Description: A thick steel band crafted to resemble a snake curled around on itself and biting into its own tail. The snake’s eyes are small red gems.
Story: A captain of a troop of Sassarine soldiers sold this delicate marvel to me some years back after retrieving it from the jungles west of the mountains. The captain took the ring from a creature he described as part man part snake and said he had lost half his men to the ambush the creature had led.
The captain recounted how from the trees and ground itself swarms of tiny and giant snakes set upon his patrol and if it was not for the fire obsessed war wizard he had accompanying the troop, the rest of them would not have survived.
Rope of climbing 3,000 gp 2,700 gp
Description: Silken black rope with a blue pattern of a vine climbing and weaving its way up the item
Story: Skie – ‘One of the many marvellous items sold to me by Maarvu the magical merchant from this city. I believe he told me he purchased this item from Sasserine but told me little else about the rope. I have tested it out myself though and I was able to scale my shop as easily as climbing stairs. An amazing item indeed.’
Sleep arrows (2 available) 132 gp each 119 gp
Description: Midnight blue feathers, white shaft and tipped with a rounded, sandstone blunt tip. A trail of glittering sand marks the arrows flight when fired.
Story: Skie –‘I’ve had these arrows only a short time. They were sold to me by a academic and wizard from the BlueCrater Academy. They are a new type of magical weapon. A far more civilised method of combat I suggest using these arrows. The battles could be won without a drop of blood spilled. If you want more I’m sure I can get them for you.
Wand of cure moderate 1,980 gp 1782 gp
wounds (22 charges)
Description: A 2’ long ivory wand carved with winding golden pattern of tiny clasping hands.
Story: Not much of a story with this item I’m afraid. Sarcem, the High Cleric of St Cuthbert, created the item and kindly granted it to me after a fairly hefty ‘donation’ to the church on my behalf. Very kind and powerful man Sarcem, and not a bad negotiator either. I found myself being far more ‘charitable’ with my gold to gain the wand than I would ever had been here inside this shop. Something to do with being inside a church I’d imagine.
In any event this wand will save you more than money during battle. It may save your life as well.
Wand of Melf’s acid arrow 900 gp 810 gp
(10 charges)
Description: Clear, thin, crystal 2’ in length that appears to be half full with yellow bubbling liquid.
Story: Another of Alek’s treasure is the deadly wand called – Molten. It was taken from a venerable, reclusive ogre mage who lived in the Cauldron Environs, west of city, in the jungles close to Redforge.
Alek servery burned his arm, leg and lost his metal shield to the ogre and the wand when the stooped giant raised its item and, laughing with delight, sprayed the paladin with yellow sickly acid. Alek managed to cast aside his smoking shield and strike out at the Ogre, severing the creature’s arm holding the wand with the blow.
Alek dragged himself towards the prone giant and watched in surprise as the creature’s arm began to grow back before his eyes and it began to cast a fearful incantation at the injured knight. Before it could complete the spell Alek mustered his strength and drove his blade deep into the monsters chest, killing the evil giant and claiming the ancient horde including this prized wand of acid.
