Sash of Shrewdness

This fine silk sash has scenes embroidered in multicolored thread.  Examined closely, it becomes apparent the scenes change to represent the topics of the closest conversation to the sash wearer, even if the wearer cannot hear the conversation.

The Cherished Shield

If you tell each combatant you face the story of how you acquired your impressive Nguni shield, it will block their first three blows outright, working as a sturdy shield thereafter.  If you forget to praise your shield to them, blows will fall on you as if you had no shield.

The Veil of Voices

The first trader said "In my youth there was song popular in the wine houses about such a veil.  The Lover laments being unable to express love to the Beloved because a Beautiful One in a haik, nodded and stole the Lover's voice."

"No," said the second trader.  "My grandfather wore the Veil of Voices, it was a ragged tagelmust that an old wise woman gave him. She told him when he wore it, two voices would whisper in his ear-- one beckoning him to treasure, the other warning of danger.  One voice would be a liar.  He would have to find out which.  He found out which, and only because of that did he survive the Great Plague."

"Perhaps, perhaps," said the third trader.  "But are you sure you are not mis-hearing Vale of Voices, for I heard once that, far west, near the Living Sea, there is a valley with strange, wind-carved stones and if you listen you can hear the voices of the dead speaking to you."

Mother of Answers

It is said that the hermit-wizards of Khezh knew a ritual to conduct when they had a singular question.  They must write their question on rose petals and consume them.  They must build a ship, christen it the name of their question, then sink it.  They must compose a verse in the manner of the stressed poems of Bahim and recite it in front of a ruler.  And if these were done in accordance with the strictures, the wizard would become gravid with the bearer of the answer.  The person that knew the answer to the singular question, wherever they were in the world, would become gravely ill.  They would die in seven days.  And on the seventh day the wizard would give birth to a misshapen child whose first words would be to utter the answer.

Casket of Suffering

If the holder of this tiny, sandalwood box is harmed, it will hold the pain of one blow, even though it be mortal, so that the holder does not feel it.  If someone opens the casket unsuspecting, the blow it holds will fall on them.  Sought after by assassins.

 (I'm still out here, folks. Hope you are well.)