Though no longer as apt for critical strikes, these weapons have other ways of leaving their mark.

Though no longer as apt for critical strikes, these weapons have other ways of leaving their mark.

Though no longer as apt for critical strikes, these weapons have other ways of leaving their mark.

Though no longer as apt for critical strikes, these weapons have other ways of leaving their mark.

Fashioned from spider silk, these magical cloaks are prized possessions of their drow owners. This one was seemingly designed for stealth in mind, as it appears to bend light around the wearer, dampening any noise that they would otherwise produce.

This belt of interlocking gold disks is emblazoned with runes related to various Planes. Several pieces are bent and blistered from intense heat.

Sharp scales line this armor, a memory of victory.

Fallen Demons have a curious habit of returning.

This amulet has a vial of real blood flowing in the center. Perhaps from one of the Demon Lords. Perhaps from all of them.

A large and featureless blood red stone. Visions of murder and mayhem possess you the first time you pick up The Bloody Boulder.

A personal gift from the Demon Prince of Pleasure himself, this sultry armor is both impressive to look at and comfortable to wear. When you see yourself in the mirror, it's hard to look away.nnPerhaps this changed form is the reason he left it to you. As you continue to stare, you begin to understand.

The goal of many adventurers over the years, you have finally got a Wicked Pull, after fighting your way through the fire and flames of the Demon Lords.

A corrupted crown found deep below. If the Demon Lords knew of it, they would surely fight to take it.

This visor confers the power of illusion. Or at least, it seems to.

This clothing is spun entirely from the silk of some arachnid. It is strong, flexible, and nearly weightless.

This helm was taken from the body of a fallen Drider said to be one of Lolth's personal guards.

This mighty blade has become an embodiment of the madness of the Demon Lords. Some of that madness seeps into you.

No longer Muck's Doom. He will rise. Seek the Sealed Altar.

The sun does not shine upon this blade, though it retains its predecessor's ability to lash out at nearby foes.

While wearing this circlet, you feel a surge of immense power.