A crooked wand packed with unstable arcane possibility. It currently holds 7 of 7 charges.

A cloud-stained manual of airship handling, wind shelves, lift envelopes, and emergency repairs.

A sealed ale cask that smells of malt, ozone, and one ingredient nobody wants to name first.

A heavy black metal-bound volume with a cold latch and contents still unknown.

A travel-worn chest marked with a single painted G; its contents and owner are unclear.

Clean glass vials and corks ready for samples, brews, or suspicious liquids.

A feather-threaded book so light its pages stir when the air is still.

A cloudy tonic that whistles when opened and hints at bottled wind.

A brass-and-leather harness with aether canister mounts and directional nozzles.

Regulation chain mail with imperial marks and a history of battlefield wear.

A weathered commander's journal with campaign notes, orders, and private doubts.

Loose manuscript pages about Corin's failed venture, cautionary scheme, or both.

A red potion labeled for protection and healing; its exact custom effect is unknown.

A fist-sized salt crystal bundled with a note; possibly a clue, token, or warning.

A crude concealable blade, practical rather than elegant.

A pressed or dried flower with possible sentimental, symbolic, or magical significance.