Peronells Resident's Resources
Backpack
These coins are passed between Mystics as a private currency, and anyone who carries them is marked as a friend to them.
This plain banner is tinted yellow with sagebrush-based dye.
Known for their impervious qualities, rock tortoise shells in days of yore were used to create dragon-fire-proof shields.
This mahogany figurehead graced the front of a small boat, but now is just an ornate piece of wood.
The benefit of tin pegs is that they are lightweight. The downside is that they are tin.
This is a seedling from the Boot Root plant.
This goop is grey, dense, and unpleasant, and it came off of a Frog. Hopefully from the outside of the frog.
This phial is made of Moon Crystal, and any liquid stored inside will be imbued with its magical qualities.
This is a basic iron cauldron, not very expensive but well made.
This tiny torch was crafted and meant to be carried by a pixie.
This button is made from a lustrous oak wood, and is in good shape.
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A large Fang from a Large Spider.
As with most birds, these pigeon bones are hollow.
Goblins craft these stones to store various cursed magic. This one glows with a strange brownish light.
The horns of minotaurs are not common spell components, because of the danger in harvesting them.
This bit of leather has been crafted to lash things together.
The luck properties of a jackalope foot charm are largely unsubstantiated, and yet they remain a coveted item.
This yarn is finely woven and stained with Indian Paintbrush pigment to be bright red.
Harpies rarely give up their claws on purpose, making them a somewhat rarified spell component.
A sturdy chain made of bronze.
The lavaworm is a strange creature inhabiting magma and other extremely hot locations.
This spring, while once clearly finely made and very springy, is now rusted and probably unreliable.
This stone tells of the death of a certain elf, whose name you don't know because you can't read elven.
Crafting a vortex rune tile is a tricky business, and often lands the crafter in the Void, or other unpleasant places.
This cluster of strange parasites writhes and pulses.
There's no way to tell what kind of vine this is until you water it and give it some sunlight.
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The piercing eye of a werecat.
This feather is cold to the touch and remarkably heavy for a feather.
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