You locate a scroll; it's soggy but you can make out the spell Locate Bees. Someone's doodled a sunset in the margin.

The sarcophagus is empty except for a magical yelling shield! It has a Bloadian accent and it apologises to all the monsters you kill.

You come across an ensorcelled chain-mail tunic. It summons a small imp that only you can see who just stares at you, creeping you out and once belonged to an imp.

The High Council reluctantly compensates you with a woollen boot that used to belong to a basilisk. When you wear it you feel light-headed.

You lay your hands on a smudged scroll which appears to be inscribed with the spell Magic Rain.

You come across the fabled staff Brightrod which allows you to summon wolfs but only works underground.

A passing stranger hands you a curious wood goblet. It is haunted by a despondent spectre.

The High Council reluctantly compensates you with an unearthly polyethylene helm. It shines with serrated edges of high quality obsidian.

A passing stranger hands you an unearthly diamond halberd. It hums and once belonged to a goblin.

The Empress Of Kelpies rewards you with a curious mahogany sword. It's engraved with an image of a wraith battling a cat.