Resource Chest #41811 (25/25)

Don't ask us about the name, we didn't know birds could wear necklaces.

Whatever you do, don't use this.

This is an old staff that used to be great at disintegrating foes.

This is a newly crafted model of "The Impaler" legendary Vampiric Sword.

This plain but sturdy cart is mostly decorative now, but it once carried heavy loads over great distances.

This fine pen and ink set is perfect for writting letters or memoirs.

A large Fang from a Large Spider.

This sphere is swirling with what looks to be lightning!

This Pea Pod shimmers with rippling energy.

This glowing object was once the tip of an ancient obelisk, but no one knows who made it.

This is an enchanted Garlic Dowser, that helps locate garlic nearby for wary vampires.

This paper has a pungent smell and a vague grey sheen.

This is a worm that has been living and feeding in dirt that has Elementum content, and thus it turned blue and glows slightly.

The most common coinage of the realm, the copper coin forms the basis of the economy.

This is a very minor Stamina Potion that gives back a small amount of energy.

This is a flyer for Olaf's Tavern.

C, Robbery didn't go as planned - the Countess woke up! She ran around screaming and fell down the stairs. I dunno if she's alive or dead, I grabbed the loot I could and ran! Leaving some here, I'll camp in the Thieve's Alcove and give you the rest. Just in case, putting a copy my next stash key here for you. In a Rush, H

C, Something strange is going on - I swear I heard a voice demanding the Countess's stuff back! Did you tell anyone we planned this? I'm spooked, heading to the Murky Hideout. Hopefully I'll shake whoever's following. Leaving a key to the next stash. Alarmed,H

C, It's the ghost of the Countess!! She must have died falling down the stairs. She was here in the night, moaning for her things. I'm scared out of my mind! I'm leaving another of her belongings, hopefully she'll be appeased and leave me alone. Heading for the Cliffside Cove. Terrified, H

C, Damn it, the ghost followed me! She's moaning and making the cave ice cold. Haven't slept a wink in two days, leaving the rest of her stuff (except that one thing you really wanted) hopefully she's appeased. Headed for the Barren Burrow. Exhausted, H

C, It's the end... the ghost won't leave, haven't slept, twisted my ankle. Dropping the loot, gonna crawl back to Gloomburg, if I can avoid Filthus. In any case, good luck with your dead wife's ghost! Goodbye,H

The buoyant, light brown substance obtained from the outer layer of the bark of the cork oak fashioned into a tapered cylinder for the purposes of plugging bottles or holes.

This bracelet is rumored to have been passed down from Lycan royalty.