Its echoing tone of this bell reverberates for minutes after it is struck.

Paint a masterpiece.

An old coat of Van Richten's. He lost it once in an encounter gone bad, it's found another home now.

It alone will judge you.

This blade becomes more powerful when used by those who are devoted to Law, and its power increases even further when a paladin wields it.

Be better than you ever were.

The book, written by Strahd himself, is bound in a thick leather cover with steel hinges and fastenings. It seems to hold some trace of the evil power of its owner

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

It feels like you're wearing nothing at all.

Inspiration can be found in the most unlikely of places.

A pair of small plaster hands that smell like smoke.

Once worn by Escher in life, this robe confers surprisingly strong magical properties.

Dark and cold are the nights in Barovia. But the harsh wind through the trees makes a hollow tune, for those desperate enough to hear it.

Those who know themselves may change their hearts as easily as moving this blade from one hand to the other.

Pull your enemies out of their own skin.

An old painting in Castle Ravenloft depicts Strahd wearing this very set of armor.

It alone will judge you.

This blade becomes more powerful when used by those who are devoted to Law, and its power increases even further when a paladin wields it.

This sceptre unlocks the pinnacle of arcane power within you, an endless joyful cacaphony of light and color.

This glass bottle contains a small maelstrom.

A broken fragment of a mask. Oddly, it's warm to the touch.