This ferocious hood can only be mastered by those who have become one with their animalistic aspect...

Many devils were harmed in the making of this belt.

On the hands of a capable spellcaster, these fingerless scale gloves augment magic as it flows through them.

Strong like stone, but they don't seem to weigh anything.

This magnificent bastard sword appears to somehow have been made from a ray of solidified light. It is nearly weightless, and despite its size, is able to be wielded effectively by anyone who is proficient in the use of short swords. Rumor and hushed whispers tell of three sunblades among the Stars of Day that stand out from their bretheren, feared by all that hide in shadow and darkness. This blade is Celestia, the Brightest Star of Day.

A sword wielded by the demonic Marilith.

Death is the only certainty in life.

This enormous blade was rumored to have belonged to the Stormreaver himself before his disappearance. It brims with static electricity.

They who look upon you shall see your glory, for it can no longer be overlooked.

This shining, divine blade is of legendary repute, and is said to have been used by a paladin who ventured into the Subterrane to battle its denizens. It becomes more powerful when used by those who are devoted to Law, and its power increases even further when a paladin wields it.

You must reanimate additional dracoliches.

This grim implement seems to call out for blood...

This blade, like the one that ended Strahd, shines with a brilliant glow. It's not the same, but it's close.

Said to allow the user to draw arrows or bolts at a very fast rate, this large, thin quiver will hold 3 different types of arrow or bolt and can store each type in a stack of up to 4500. Total capacity: 13500.

This enchanted flask eternally refills with a magical elixir.
On use: You benefit from the Death Ward spell, gaining immunity to death spells and effects, Energy Drain, and Negative Energy damage.
Flask Cooldown: 10 Minutes (Using any flask will put all flasks you own on cooldown.)

These are slightly intangible.

Feeling lucky?

These tattered shreds whisper into your very soul... join us in the flame... become one with the inferno...

The Master of the Hunt has graciously granted you this as a token of his respect.