d100 Mundane Magical Objects in Loria
A hundred things someone left behind.
A list of magical items that never made it into the legends.
You won’t find these in vaults or vault-breaking adventures. These are keepsakes, curses, and half-spells—left behind on nightstands, buried beneath roots, or handed over by someone who thought you looked like you needed something. Most are harmless. A few aren’t. Many have forgotten what they’re for.
They are not powerful. But they are specific.
And like many things in Loria, they might remember you longer than you remember them.
“Not everything left behind was meant to be found.
Not everything found is meant to be used.”
—Griswold Cain
When to Roll on This Table:
- You found a burlap sack buried beneath a willow tree. It's still damp inside.
- A traveling merchant named Vindle says he'll trade you one mystery trinket for a secret.
- The party looted a rusted lockbox under the floorboards of an old cottage. It smells like cloves.
- A dreaming god sneezed into the material plane. These are what landed.
- Your character reached into a mimic’s gullet and pulled something out.
- An old woman asked you to clean her attic. You found a box labeled “DON’T BRING BACK.”
- You knocked over a shrine to something forgotten. It forgave you, and left you a gift.
- You died. Briefly. This was in your pocket when you came back.
- Or.. whatever you want! :)
d100 Mundane Magical Objects of Loria
| d100 | Object |
|---|---|
| 1 | A carved wooden grasshopper that clicks once when stared at. |
| 2 | A spool of invisible thread that tangles itself when unspooled. |
| 3 | A spoon that vibrates slightly when you hesitate. |
| 4 | A cracked monocle that shows people as they might've been. |
| 5 | A dusty bottle labeled 'TEARS OF SOMETHING THAT REGRETS YOU'. Cork sealed shut. |
| 6 | A compass that spins slowly when someone nearby is hiding pain. |
| 7 | A glove that refuses to be worn for more than ten minutes. |
| 8 | A belt that warms slightly when you're about to make a poor decision. |
| 9 | A tiny paper bird that flutters when someone is nearby but trying not to be. |
| 10 | A smooth pebble that feels slightly heavier during thunderstorms. |
| 11 | A fork with a chipped tine that tastes faintly of honey. |
| 12 | A withered coin stamped with a face that no one remembers. |
| 13 | A handkerchief embroidered with a name that changes each dawn. |
| 14 | A crayon that only draws windows. |
| 15 | A wax ear that sometimes turns towards voices that no one else can hear. |
| 16 | A bone comb that whispers about the weather. |
| 17 | A paintbrush that dulls colors instead of brightening them. |
| 18 | A bell that rings when someone nearby tells a lie. |
| 19 | A cork that will never fit the same bottle twice. |
| 20 | A small locket with a drawing of a person you almost became. |
| 21 | A marble that never stops spinning when placed on a flat surface. |
| 22 | A sock that stays warm no matter the weather, but only the left one. |
| 23 | A shard of mirror that shows the last place you were happy. |
| 24 | A black feather that always floats to the ground slower than it should. |
| 25 | A key that only unlocks things you shouldn’t open. |
| 26 | A quill that writes secrets someone else is keeping. |
| 27 | A walnut shell that rattles with laughter when shaken. |
| 28 | A rusty hinge that creaks a different tune each morning. |
| 29 | A candle stub that burns without heat or smoke. |
| 30 | A brass arrowhead on a frayed cord. It leans gently in the direction of unfinished conversations. |
| 31 | A pencil that writes in a handwriting not your own. |
| 32 | A coin that lands on its edge more often than not. |
| 33 | A button from a coat that was never made. |
| 34 | A scrap of parchment. It says a name you nearly remember. Then fades. |
| 35 | A doll who’s eye that occasionally blinks when unobserved. |
| 36 | A ribbon that ties itself tightly around things left alone too long. |
| 37 | A tooth in a tiny glass jar labeled 'YOURS (?)'. |
| 38 | A page torn from a book that hasn’t been written yet. |
| 39 | A stone that rolls toward shadows when placed on the ground. |
| 40 | A ring that doesn’t fit any finger but won’t fall off once worn. |
| 41 | A music box that plays your favorite tune—if you're alone. |
| 42 | A bottle of ink that evaporates when used in daylight. |
| 43 | A scarf that shimmers faintly under moonlight. |
| 44 | A deck of blank cards that feel strangely familiar to shuffle. |
| 45 | A clay figurine of a creature no one else can describe the same way. |
| 46 | A teacup that always tastes faintly of cinnamon and sorrow. |
| 47 | A cracked little bell that rings in your dreams, occasionally prompting a lucid experience. |
| 48 | A broken pendant that hums near lost places. |
| 49 | A chess piece that switches sides when no one is watching. |
| 50 | A tiny vial labeled 'if lost, whisper'. |
| 51 | A pouch of seeds that won’t grow but are always warm. |
| 52 | A candle wick that glows without a flame. |
| 53 | A silver thimble with a single drop of red glass inside. |
| 54 | A chalk stick that draws staircases, and only staircases. |
| 55 | A child’s shoe with no signs of wear, but soaked in dew. |
| 56 | A nail that bends away from secret doors. |
| 57 | A cracked stone tile from a floor that doesn’t exist anymore. |
| 58 | A lantern with no flame, but casts flickering shadows. |
| 59 | A thimble that repels splinters, but only if you’ve been kind that day. |
| 60 | A clay chip that glows faintly if you set it near water you shouldn’t drink. |
| 61 | A silver coin that always returns to the last place you slept. |
| 62 | A hairpin shaped like a question mark, always cold to the touch. |
| 63 | A tattered note that reads differently each time you read it. |
| 64 | A hinge from a door that was never opened. |
| 65 | A dried leaf that curls into the shape of a question. |
| 66 | A whistle that calls only things you’ve forgotten. |
| 67 | A button that’s impossible to lose, and people have definitely tried. |
| 68 | A figurine of a cat with too many tails. |
| 69 | A match that strikes light only once, at the right moment. |
| 70 | A thimble of sand that refills itself during storms. |
| 71 | A brooch that smells like your first campfire. |
| 72 | A knot of hair tied with red thread, always damp. |
| 73 | A sketch of a tree with no leaves and no name. |
| 74 | A pin shaped like a moth. It shivers when near song. |
| 75 | A jawbone with the word “remember” etched inside. |
| 76 | A coin purse that sometimes jingles even when empty. |
| 77 | A corked flask with various softly glowing dead beetles inside. |
| 78 | A single earring that hums when you're being lied to. |
| 79 | A torn scrap of tapestry that changes patterns by dusk. |
| 80 | A wax seal stamped with a crest no one recognizes. |
| 81 | A rusted key with a faint floral scent. |
| 82 | A wooden bead that rolls toward the nearest secret. |
| 83 | An old locket that smells faintly of fire when opened. |
| 84 | A torn scrap of map showing somewhere you’ll go, but only after you stop trying. |
| 85 | A tiny folded paper with just one word: 'Soon.' |
| 86 | A shoeprint cast in iron, warm to the touch. |
| 87 | A piece of coal that never stains your hands. |
| 88 | A woven ring of grass, brittle but intact. |
| 89 | A pebble that makes the sound of distant waves. |
| 90 | A feather that changes color depending on your intent. |
| 91 | A scrap of paper that always feels like it’s burning. |
| 92 | A lock of hair tied with a thorny thread. |
| 93 | A wooden top that spins toward the sunrise. |
| 94 | A spoon carved with a face that resembles yours—barely. |
| 95 | A small mirror in a brass case. Refuses to show reflections during conversations. |
| 96 | A soft leather pouch that smells like your first home, even if you’ve never had one. |
| 97 | A stone key. No teeth, no markings. Cold when you're lying. |
| 98 | A thin, hand-painted tile that hums softly near still water. Louder if you're thinking of someone. |
| 99 | A pressed flower sealed in wax. Never wilts. Can’t be removed. Sometimes changes color overnight. |
| 100 | A smooth black stone in a cloth wrap. Holding it brings silence—no sound, no thoughts. Just stillness. It lasts one minute. Then it vanishes. It never returns. |
