Bracers of Archery
Worn leather bracers marked with faint silver lines, shaped like the arcs of long-forgotten stars. They feel warm to the touch, as if waiting for a bow to remember them.
Artifacts and Relics
Mnemonic Lens
A single cracked lens, set in a frame of silver and obsidian. Etched around its rim are notes in a hand you almost recognize, though you have no memory of writing them. It glows faintly when turned toward places that shouldn't exist.
Name Tag of the Forgotten Passenger
A simple adhesive name tag that reads "My Name Is ____". The writing fades and reforms constantly, as if even the paper cannot hold onto who you are.
The Melody of Silent Steps
A tarnished music box made of black iron and pale driftwood, carved with faceless dancers spiraling along its sides. Its crank turns without resistance, playing a song almost too soft to hear — a melody that brushes against memory like a forgotten dream.
Transfer Token
A small coin made from pearlescent metal, unnaturally smooth. Its surface bears shifting patterns of swirling lines and a wide, knowing grin — a face that changes whenever you glance away.
The Bag
A worn sack stitched with thread from unknown creatures. It hums faintly, like something living breathes inside. The opening seems to flicker between dimensions when left unattended too long.
Paper of Plausibility
A brittle scroll of faded parchment, impossibly delicate. When unrolled, the ink shifts slightly — rewriting itself in forgotten languages only glimpsed out of the corner of the eye. It smells faintly of salt, ash, and hope.
Gifts of the Forgotten
Cloak of Poor Decisions
A flamboyant violet cloak stitched from drama and dusk. When thrown over the shoulders, it billows as if caught by invisible winds — proud, reckless, and just a little tragic. It smells faintly of gunpowder, applause, and broken promises.
Brooch of Forgetful Memory
A small silver brooch in the shape of a snake devouring its own tail, but the tail splits in two before it closes. It hums when held close to the heart, as if it remembers what you should not — or forgets what you needed to know.
Sunkissed Autumn Leaf
A single leaf of brilliant gold and burnt orange, caught forever in mid-fall. It seems to shimmer between seasons, pulsing gently with a promise of unfinished stories and skies that refuse to be forgotten.