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COOL BUGS at a REASONABLE PRICE? THIS SATISFIES ME.

 This one's for you, Big Tony. 1. Wormweave  is a form of fabric from a woven-together colony of biomantically-altered worms that must be regularly fed and carefully tended to, lest it begin to grow threadbare as the worms sicken and die; Wormweave is coarse to the touch and prone to tearing even when healthy, but its ability to move independently or at a wearer's command makes popular among people who want animated fabric items on a budget. Wormweave fabrics have also been known to eat dead owners, and abandoned colonies have known to grow aggressive if left in the wild for too long, but that isn't something spoken of in polite company. Shut the hell up and enjoy your wind-free billowing cloak. 2. False Eyes have a horrifying niche: much like those isopods that sever the tongues of fish to take their place, these parasitic beetles devour and replace eyes. They prey on sleeping animals (including people), injecting a sedative venom into the host before burrowing into the ey...

PIT OF SLUDGE VOLUME THE FIRST

 This is not a slush pile this is my LEGALLY DISTINCT SLUDGE PIT and YOU CANT TAKE IT FROM ME IT'S ALL MINE Some great bloggers can create amazing ideas that fill pages upon pages. I am not one of them, but I do have many small things that may intrigue and perhaps entertain. Most of these are from other posts I can't get around to finishing; I deposit them here so they no longer rot in a post that will never be made, and to be free of them weighing on my mind. It's better to have them be seen and enjoyed here so I can have a clean slate. First, a trio of magical weapons: EVENING STAR RISING is a plain, slightly chipped iron longsword, its hilt and crossguard made to look like the twisted-together roots of a tree. EVENING STAR RISING gets more powerful the closer its wielder is to a death of old age; in the hands of a young warrior, EVENING STAR RISING is just a normal sword that occasionally talks, but in the hands of a bedridden centenarian who can barely even walk with...