A sturdy suit of armor covered in a thin layer of ice and infused with the power of cold. It seems to have been left on the ocean floor and taken on the properties of the freezing, forbidding depths.
This particularly nasty weapon once belonged to one of the Scrag in High Priestess' Slikir's service. It seems that when the troll was killed, its blood seeped into this club, granting the weapon some of the creature's characteristics.
This vibrant robe hums faintly with two separate yet intertwined forces. The magical field it projects punishes enemies who attempt to attack the wearer, as well as strengthening his or her sonic-based and force-based spells.
Arrows fired from this bow are invested with powerful sonic energy, and are shot so fast that they shriek through the air. Constructs hit by these arrows are wounded grievously.