Skulls and Shackles
Considered a lucky treasure, this crudely carved statue gains value each time it is stolen or sold. Some captains claim that as long as this prize was on their vessels, the ships were never successfully boarded, but seeing how its current owner stole the thing from a rival captain’s quarters, that can’t be true.
The Howling Urn
Grinning Jalad, a strange vanara pirate known for his jokes as much as for his courage, sailed into the Shackles with a hold full of plunder, eager to trade it all for a lost relic called the Howling Urn. He was tightlipped about why the urn was so valuable to him, but immediately sailed off to Raugsmauda’s Reach following a lead, and none have seen him since.
Corrupted devices of a divine nature, these sticks are fashioned by shamans of the kuru people living in the dreaded Cannibal Isles, who infuse them with negative energy. Those pierced by such creations become shambling horrors, wandering their islands or spreading destruction to neighboring isles. Landlubbing necromancers often venture to the isles for samples of these wicked spikes.
Millicent Crowley made a fortune as a pearl diver, pulling up some of the finest pearls found in this part of the world. She saved her wealth and commissioned the creation of a device that would allow her to harvest even more, plucking entire beds from the seafloor. Word is, jealous competitors plotted sabotage; the wrecked device still sits on the seafloor.
Maekros Promi built this exquisite diving bell to aid him in his dangerous but profitable salvage operation throughout the Shackles, and everything was fine until the day he picked the wrong wreck and a sea hag cursed the device, saying she would only lift it if he returned her magical stone. Tales claim that spending too much time within the bell turns you into a fish forever, and since Maekros and his diving bell haven’t surfaced in over two months, that tavern story may be true.
The Buzzard’s Bounty
They say not even the privateers of Rahadoum could keep the wily Captain Rorenet from hiding his plunder—no mean feat after those privateers sank the Blue Buzzard near Tempest Cay. Divers never found the Buzzard’s booty, but legends tell that the giant clams of the Cay sometimes open to reveal more than just pearls.
Fisher man’s Folly
Taproom tales never seem quite sure, but Chiminnie Ebbs either loved a mermaid or hated mer men so much that he saved for 20 years to have a wizard craft him a suit of armor that would allow him to walk beneath the waves. Ebbs walked into the waters of Drenchport one day and never came back. No one’s ever cared enough to miss Ebbs, but if it worked, that ar mor sure would be something special.
Shipwreck in a Bottle
Poxy “Peg” Pearls always had a vicious sense of humor, and most who met her called her a witch, a bitch, or worse. Aside from bringing cabin boys to tears, she had a talent for crafting not just ships in bottles, but shipwrecks. Eventually, she was run out of Ollo after someone examining her work claimed to see gold spilling from one of her wrecks, along with a miniature crew desperately signaling for help.
The Lost Messenger
Although he started as a Taldan jeweler, Liat Murks eventually made a name for himself among the crew of the Deprived, who claimed the scrawny man could fix anything. By night he endlessly tinkered, eventually creating a shiny silver toucan of springs and cogs. One morning he loaded the metal bird with a rescue plea and set it loose. But so convincing was the device—even to itself—that it flew into the jungles near Mgange Cove and was never seen again.
Fellhope Fish Skull
Some call it morbid art, some say it’s a dormant locathah demilich, and some think it’s just ugly as sin. Regardless, the tales surrounding the Fellhope Fish Skull say that the merfolk who traded it for a box of candles couldn’t swim away fast enough. While worth a fortune, all who have possessed this grim objet d’art have met a foul, fish-gnawed fate.
The Oasis of Calm Winds
No one ever found out what Captain Dastpar “Yellow Eyes” Tintarge did, but he counted the days until he could return to his homeland of Rahadoum. When he abandoned the crew of the Desert Sky late one night, he left his first mate his well-used hourglass, a delicate treasure that always shows arid vistas amid its sands and seems to predict both fair and ill winds within its tiny desert landscapes.
Ol’ Captain Mutiny
Soon after Jol Blassey, first mate of the Ravage Dawn, was caught rousing a mutiny, the captain mounted her flayed corpse upon the bowsprit, creating a new figurehead the officers laughingly called Ol’ Captain Mutiny. Over the next year, though, nearly ever y officer was mysteriously slain near the ship’s bow, until finally the crew cast the supposedly cursed masthead overboard near Slipcove.
Snare of the Island Eater
The kuru tribes of the Cannibal Isles tell of Gargolavo, the Shark That Ate Islands. In their tales, after the shark swallowed an entire tribe, a priest of the seas managed to capture the monster in a shark egg, from which it could not escape so long as it never returned to the water. A year ago, after a raid on Ganagsau, a ship returned to Ollo with a watertight chest bearing a shark egg… a shark egg none dare get wet.
Teroro and Ina
Captain Malago first found this carved cup near one of the outer isles of the Shackles, and he’s been looking for its mate ever since. These paired cups represent two figures from ancient kuru tales; one who gave life, and another who took it away. As such, one of these cups provides constant nourishment, while the other leaves the drinker endlessly thirsty. Poor Captain Malago possesses the latter.
Gregsly One-Arm found this strange cutlass in a tidepool on a remote island. As the tale goes, the blade belonged to a pirate captain who, when pressed to surrender, said his attacker would have to pr y it from his dead fingers. The curse worked, and his entire forearm had to be removed to take the weapon. Gregsly is now looking for a way to fuse the old cutlass with his stump.
Ever fearful of leaked secrets, Captain Marissa Gabrelle commissioned this amulet to ensure no one would ever be able to use magic to speak with her cor pse upon her death. The sea witch who made it claimed that after wearing the device for a year, Marissa would be protected from such divinations. Further more, Captain Gabrelle learned that she could use the liecaller to point to any lies or secrets nearby, making it an invaluable tool in keeping her crew honorable.
Mascot of the Briney Blade, this grotesque mummified trophy steers the ship away from storms and barely submerged rocks. Some of the crew says it talks to the captain; others claim it sings during the night. No one knows where Captain Crenshaw got the blasted thing. Some think it’s a long-dead ningyo, while others claim it’s a shaved selkie. Either way, the important thing is that Mister Ripples keeps the ship and crew safe.
Captain Bellbrey’s Mustache
A ruthless and underhanded pirate, Captain Bellbrey led a ship of press-ganged sailors in a campaign of terror, until one day the crew rose up in mutiny against their oppressor. To shame the rotten captain even more, they flayed off his mustache and framed it in the captain’s quarters of their newly won ship. But Bellbrey still lives, and he wants it back.
The Vigil Condemned
Always more a thief than a true pirate, a man known as the Urchin built this candle to aid his burglary. Crafted from the rendered fat of a hanged criminal, the mummified hand that committed the crime, and a braided lock of his hair for a wick, this candle sheds light only the Urchin can see. The Urchin always uses this grim candle in his heists, as it conceals his movements as his victims soundly sleep.
The Writhing Effigy
Last stolen from a supposed shrine to Gozreh, this statuette possesses a much darker past. In truth, this effigy is intended to show reverence to Dagon, the Shadow in the Sea, and was created by his skum followers. Known by other names in other lands, this horrid figure carved from rough, green coral bestows the ability to breathe water to those who carr y it, but is also said to sow seeds of insanity in even the most stalwart of minds.
Rumored to be crafted from the preserved eye of an ancient cyclops, this spyglass has the ability not only to see greater distances, but also to see what was and what will be. This treasure has changed hands dozens of times in the last few centuries, and reports since the beginning of the Age of Lost Omens suggest that the powers of this strange device seem to be waning. Still, it is said if a person peers through the lens into a mirror, she can see her own birth and death.