"I see a future where all Wielders of Barya carry a personal handgun, always at hand for close encounters. Armed with such a fine and ingenious ranged weapon it will inspire the artillery troops to strive harder." - Babak Gunsmith
"Seek out the lair of the swamp crab and return with one of its claws as the new point of your spear. Such is the ritual of adulthood in our tribe. If you do not return well know your fate." - Chorak Ktar, Shaman of the Blue vine clan
"Object: Richly decorated gloves. Place of origin: Aurelian crypt near the digsite. Magical properties: They seem to weaken any spells directed towards the wearer." - Note regarding artifact no 35, Loth excavation no 14
Originally intended for cavalry, this type of shield has also gained popularity with footsoldiers. What the nobility wear to war will ever so often be mimicked by the common folk, if they can afford it.
It will lead you to adventures beyond your imagination. Always finding the shortest route to whatever your destination is. An amazing contraption said to be made by the finest Baryan tinkersmith ever to have lived.
The gloves shimmer with power and seem to slow down time itself. The wielder wearing them can command his army to act twice as fast, but it also takes a toll on the troops, making them weaker in the process.
"The Phoenix is not a legend, Ive called it to soar the skies and wreak havoc on my enemies. These gloves will aid you in calling it, but it will drain your weakest troops to the point of death. Everything comes at a cost, right?" - Grand Magus Allirahann from the Rowaindale guild of Wielders
"Forge a shield from the armor of my slain foes. Insert my skull into the shield and place this gem of destructive essence between my jaws. Then bring this shield to war and let my scream sound across the battlefield for all eternity." - Excerpt from the last will of Nethyr the Scourge of Loth.
"The ogres are few and far between. Peaceful by nature but when enraged they make even the Horned Ones look like gentle lambs. They keep their weapons and armor locked away and pray that it stays that way." - On the Folk of the Forest and How to Manage Them.
"The shape is unlike any dagger I ever saw. Its still sharp despite the years it spent buried in the ground. It has no magic properties, but it will make a formidable weapon in the right hands." - Words of a Baryan merchant, specialized in ancient artifacts
"Feel that? Anyone who comes near the dagger reacts the same way. You get quicker to anger and malice. Carried by a Wielder this dagger can inspire the weakest troops to beat the strongest opponents." -Sophia Hadergast, speaking to her young apprentice Mehry
"Feel the sap slowly travel through the staff. Recognize its essence. Let it invigorate yourself and your troops. This is a gift from the Roots. It will make you grow stronger." - Wildfir the Moss Clad
The partisan is mainly used as a ceremonial weapon, bestowed by Baryan Merchants to the most vehement mercenaries. It is still an effective polearm but it's main purpose is to distinguish those who lead from those who follow.
Passed from masters to pupils in the mystical Coven of the Magus. Created hundreds of years ago with a technique now lost to time, the hats of the Magus are few and far between. No Wielder would separate from theirs while still drawing breath.
This helmet is popular only in the southernmost parts of Barya. Traditionally worn by the garrison troops of Forgewell and Dungtown, they often compete in how garish and spectacular the colored cloth they can wrap around the metal dome.
"Only those who Wield the Essence can truly understand the contents of this book. It is intended for those who are touched by magic and not the common folk." Foreword by the author, Arch Magus Fawn Serphent
This remarkable samovar made of ancient amber and celestial ore is said to hail from somewhere along the cold coasts of Vanir. It refills itself with hot tea that invigorates and strengthens anyone drinking it.
The Baryan artificer that created this marvel was rewarded with death for his ingenuity. Gold is valuable because of its scarcity. The chest was stowed away for centuries, but secrets have a way of escaping even the securest of dungeons.