Mother Varn's Crooked Lantern - Black Curios of Arwind
Est. 2026 • Green Hag Warlock
Mother Varn's Crooked Lantern - Black Curios of Arwind
The shop's single barred window is painted black on the outside but reflects a thousand tiny lights on the inside. Items whisper when bargaining stalls; Mother ...
Shopkeeper
Mother Varn, a Green Hag Warlock (Lvl 9)
Keeper's Species
Green Hag
Shop Inventory
(16)A cloudy glass vial corked with black wax. Heals moderate wounds when drunk.
A deeper-red potion kept in a stitched-leather flask. Useful after a tough fight.
A small stitched pouch of dark salve that bubbles faintly when warmed in the palm.
A narrow vial of inky-green liquid promised to let you walk the city without a trail.
A battered, ink-stained sack whose mouth seems deeper than it should be.
A threadbare cloak with a stitched rune at the collar. It feels slightly warmer than it should.
A battered felt hat with a ribbon that seems to shift color when looked at from the corner of your eye.
A charcoal cloak threaded with a faint silver fiber that seems to drink starlight.
A blackened rod inlaid with tiny mother-of-pearl stars. When tapped it hums with potential bolts of force.
A tarnished silver ring engraved with a tiny knotwork shield. Cold to the touch until slipped on.
A long, well-balanced blade whose edge never seems fully dull. The hilt bears a faded sigil of a crossroads.
A dagger forged from black glass that drinks the light around it. The edge leaves a faint, oily stain.
Soft leather boots dyed in mottled charcoal. They make the wearer's footsteps faint and fleeting.
A rolled parchment bound with black string. The ink smells faintly of ozone and old rain.
A dull bronze coin stamped with a closed eye. It seems to breathe faintly when darkness falls.
A smoky orb the size of a plum. When you press it, you can almost see last night's fog roll inside.
Mother Varn
Shop Atmosphere
“The shop's single barred window is painted black on the outside but reflects a thousand tiny lights on the inside. Items whisper when bargaining stalls; Mother Varn makes deals in riddles and always asks for a favor in return. She keeps an old ledger where she draws names in red ink - customers who owe more than coin. The bell at the door never rings; instead a wet, pleasant smell announces new arrivals.”
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