Varek BloodtideNoRarityOutfitCollectibleIndestructibleUntradableOnce a decorated naval officer in the fleet of the Astral Dominion, Varek was betrayed by his own command after uncovering a secret about the king's forbidden dealings with the Shadow Traders. Branded a traitor and sentenced to execution, he escaped with the help of a prison ship mutiny he himself incited, slaughtering the guards with nothing but a rusted anchor chain.
From that moment forward, Varek shed his surname and took on the name Bloodtide, in honor of the massacre he left behind in the reef-red waters of his escape. He became a pirate captain feared not just for his brutality, but for his tactical brilliance. Varek commands the Obsidian Wyrm, a ship said to be reinforced with hull planks taken from cursed wrecks and stitched with shadowed iron.
Legends say his beard turned ashen from the fire magic used against him at sea, magic he now wears proudly as a scorched brand across his face. Though cold and calculating, he harbors a fierce loyalty to only one: his wife and equal in infamy, Scarlet Maelra. 
Sinister Squashfire MantleNoRarityCosmetic BackgearCollectibleIndestructibleUntradableThe last Sinister Squash of the harvest would not stop burning. Rain hissed off its rind, frost melted around its roots, and each morning its grin had grown a little wider.
A village weaver captured its likeness in a cape, hoping to bind the thing before it consumed the fields. By dawn, the squash was cold and hollow.
The weaver's needle was still warm.
*On the darkest nights, the grin turns toward whoever walks behind you* 
GogumEpicPetCollectibleIndestructibleFor Centuries, Gogum had protected over the people of Talmuth with a watchful eye, shielding it's population from evil forces that wished to do them harm.
Gogum wasn't some ordinary gargoyle. With it's ability to conjure up charitable offerings to all of those who blessed him with their presence, he became a local treasure, and the citizens of Talmuth treated him as such.
Not all tales have happy endings however, and Gogum knew that it was only a matter of time before the evildoers would be able to break through his seal, and enter the town of Talmuth. Sadly, that day came quicker than expected, and there was no stopping it.
One day, without warning, the Order Of Shadows broke through the seal, and cast a spell of multiflication upon Gogum. Gogum fought valiantly, but ultimately, the spell was just far too powerful for him to counter. Soon after, the spell began to take action. Within minutes, Gogum began to transform, and multiply into hundreds of hideous creatures, with evil intentions. Needless to say, the friendly, neighborhood gargoyle was no more, and in it's place, introduced something far more sinister.
With the town no longer under the protection of Gogum, and evil lurking about, the days ahead are starting to look grim for the people of Talmuth. It may be time to call for reinforcements... 
Roaring Sand Dragon #17MythicalSword (Two-Handed)CollectibleIndestructible+10% chance to cause VulnerableThe best things happen, unexpectedly. Horace Frye of Eduith learned this many moons ago, and in a rather fortunate way. While searching for artifacts in the desert region of Vemmin, Horace suddenly started sinking through a pit of quick sand. Despite having a team with him, they were unable to rescue him in time, and feared he was no more.
Horace was very much alive, at least for the moment, as he had fallen completely through the pit, landing in a cavernous area, deep underground. A bit shocked as one would imagine, Horace rushed to his feet, and lit a torch to reveal his surroundings. Standing right in from of him, and breathing up a storm, was the largest, and only dragon Horace had ever seen.
Just like anybody else would do in his situation, Horace ran for his life, deeper, and deeper into this cave, and in turn, the dragon followed in pursuit. As Horace reached the end of the cavern, he had nowhere left to run, and being backed into a corner, assumed he was a goner. This dragon however, did not seem to want to attack Horace, but rather, reveal something to him. As the dragon seemingly pointed at a crevice in the wall, Horace began to dig, and lodged in that crack, was the most magnificent blade he had ever seen.
As Horace grabbed the sword, the dragon whisked Horace off of his feet, and threw him onto it's back. With a thrust of it's wings, the dragon flew upwards, towards the surface, emerging from the depths of the sand. Sword in hand, the dragon placed Horace on the ground, and flew away, never to be seen again.
BoneripperLegendaryShortbow (Ranged)CollectibleIndestructible+10% chance to cause DecayA legendary shortbow, wielded by none other than Cyrus Stryder, sworn defender of light, and former nemesis to Conqueron, and his army of undead, skeletal warriors.
Having skillfully forged this powerful bow, from the remains of his fallen foes, Cyrus would go on to rack up more than 100,000 confirmed Slenderbone kills, in a matter of decades. Come hell or high water, he was not going to let them win.
As you can imagine, this was starting to become a serious problem for Conqueron. How can one advance their evil objectives, when everywhere you go, a skilled bowman, lies in wait, ready to rain on your parade?
Best course of action when attempting to eliminate a threat? Catch them off guard, of course! As Stryder ended his day of combat, he would proceed to enjoy a relaxing swim in the ocean; terrible idea. Unbeknownst to him, the legendary sea creature known as Metakrawkus, was patiently awaiting his presence. Needless to say, the only swimming routine that he performed that day, was the death stroke.
Although Cryus is no longer with us, he is survived by his two children, who have made it their life's mission, to carry on his legacy, and destroy these undead beasts, once and for all. 
Gradeim PumpkinLegendaryArtifactCollectibleIndestructible+100 health and +1200 energyOnce present throughout most lands, this versatile red pumpkin was a staple across a multitude of cultural cuisines until it was reduced to the verge of extinction after a disease they called the 'Rot Blight' became prevalent during the fifth era.
Though the disease seems to have vanished long ago, it is comparatively somewhat of a scarcity in this day and age.
Despite this, the Gradeim Pumpkin is still heralded as an iconic 'table vegetable', symbolic of a well-stocked and homely abode.
This vegetable's vitality-boosting properties are well known and are included, every so often, in the diets of those wealthy enough to afford them.5 uses per Adventure
NetherbandLegendaryArtifactCollectibleIndestructible+25% Melee Damage against monsters with above 50% health remainingThey say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but what if said beauty is a 10,000 year old ring, with a dark and twisted past, hell-bent on manipulating it's host with a malevolent force, the likes of which the world has never seen? In this case, some hesitation may be in order.
Forged from ashes of the fallen, the Netherband is an unmistakable representation, of all that is evil. Brushed with a jet black veneer, and only outmatched by it's engrossed inner glow, this sinister circlet should not be donned by those unwilling to harness it's potentially risky, force.
Originally created as an instrument of dominion, used to keep the minions of the underworld, under control, the Netherband has since had much of it's powers depleted; a shade of it's former self. However, don't let it's dimming glow fool you, as even a mere fragment of the Netherband's power, is enough to not only have your enemies adjust course, but may very well leave you questioning your own mortality, as well.
NecrofancyLegendaryArtifactCollectibleIndestructible+20% Crit Chance
+20% Crit DamageNamed Necrofancy, for it's elegant design, yet deathly brutal power, this mesmerizing pendant is not only a sight to behold, but may also be the dominant figure of your nightmares.
Often regarded for it's well crafted appearance, this fashionable necklace covertly harbors a far darker secret, within. Nestled inside it's viridescent gem, exists the spirit of Makarai, a skilled soldier of darkness, and sworn enemy of all that is holy.
Although Makarai is no longer around, in physical form, it is said that his lifeblood lives on, within this polished forgotten artifact. Those who don this ring, are said to become infused through spiritic bond, and bestowed the last remaining essence of power, from this once, legendarily corrupt, being.With an active membership you can unlock richer activity insights for this adventurer.