
Item: Atmosphere Station Nurse Hi-Hat; forehead gun shoots puffed wheat, which fills and nourishes with its tempting nutty flavor.
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Item: Atmosphere Station Nurse Hi-Hat; forehead gun shoots puffed wheat, which fills and nourishes with its tempting nutty flavor.

Encounter: party goddess; has unlimited supplies of a delicious red elixir that heals all status ailments and adds +2 Morale while also giving anyone that drinks it the uncontrollable urge to talk to other people.

Item: Inspiration Soup. Eating a bowl functions the same as Bardic Inspiration; the eater gains one Bardic Inspiration die, a d6. Once within the next 10 minutes, the creature can roll the die and add the number rolled to one ability check, Attack roll, or saving throw it makes. The creature can wait until after it rolls the d20 before deciding to use the Bardic Inspiration die, but must decide before the DM says whether the roll succeeds or fails. Once the Bardic Inspiration die is rolled, it is lost. A creature can have only one Bardic Inspiration die at a time.
Item: martini glass containing a baby Black Pudding
concept: a wise old man in a fantasy setting who helps the hero on their journey and REALLY loves soda named rootbeard
“Soda Popinski? That’s a name I haven’t heard in a long time…a long time”
Uses his knowledge of potions to aid the party
Item: Vaseline Armor, -3 on Blunt Damage and advantage against being Grappled (source)

Encounter: hybrid moose/bronze dragon; like both its parent-creatures, is unlikely to be an aggressor, but is incredibly dangerous if provoked. Has a hoard of hockey memorabilia.
Hopefully the creation of that insane wizard from the old Owlbear description and not the actual product of a dragon-moose hookup.

Item: steel spork (pack of 4), allowing the party to eat hearty stews and potato salad without negotiating all those complex Dexterity checks normally required

I used to be an adventurer like you, then I took a big cartoon mallet to the head and now my spinal cord is an accordion on which I can play Bardic cantrips