d20 Dark Quest Clothing Bits Cloth and Dyes.pdf

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Richard Farrese, Neal Levin, Darren Pearce

Cover Artist:

William Ausland

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Neal Levin

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e smell of ozone curled through the air

in the dingy backstreet shop. ree customers peered

through the shadows at the long wooden table where

a brightly dressed young man sat. He had a small cap

atop his head, and around his neck, he wore a pair of

thick, glass goggles.

“Excuse me.” e ﬁ rst speaker was a dwarf

by the name of Halgar; he had a ginger beard and a

close cropped hairstyle. A few braids hung from the

side of his chin and ended in golden beads. “We are

looking for Falrazar, the wizard of,” he hesitated on

this word, “tailoring?”

“ at would be me,” the young man answered,

and gave the three of them a beaming smile. “But

don’t let these youthful good looks fool you. I am, in

fact, around three hundred and thirty two years of

age.”

Zira, a human wizard dressed in a ﬂ owing

set of crimson robes, gave the youth a suspicious look

before she rolled her eyes. “If you say so,” she said, her

tones dripping with sarcasm.

Morten, the burly one of the group, clapped

his hand on Zira’s shoulder from behind and sniﬀ ed

the air. “Well, I don’t care if you’re twenty, thirty, or

even three hundred and thirty two, my friend – we

have coin, we have need of your services, and I believe

you.”

“ ank you,” Falrazar gave a tiny nod and

folded an elongated piece of cloth into a small box. “It’s

so nice to see at least one or two people have a sense of

proper decorum and manners, not like a certain dark

eyed, dark haired, crimson robed woman hiding at

the back there.”

Zira stepped a pace forwards and brought

her staﬀ down with a thump. “I am not hiding,” she

snorted.

“Pardon, but did you hear something?”

Falrazar said and looked myopically through the

dense air. “I thought I heard an annoying buzz.”

“ at’s enough,” Halgar grumbled and put

his hand on his hip. “Let’s just get what we want and

be gone from this shop. e smell’s making my beard

itch and my nose twitch – not to mention my hands

jittery.”

“I have cream for that,” Falrazar chuckled

softly and shook his head. “Now what can I do for

you?” he ﬁ xed Morten with a beady gaze and topped

it oﬀ with a bright-toothed smile.

“Tales in the tavern,” Morten began, but he

was swiftly cut oﬀ by Falrazar.

“Nice little bit of alliteration that,” Falrazar

smiled again. “Or should that be ale-it-eration?” He

began to laugh.

Zira winced, and Halgar buried his face in

his hands.

“Can I go on?”

“Be my guest,” Falrazar grinned again and caught the

warrior’s confused look. “Regale me.”

“People in the tavern have said that you’re

a wizard that can work wonders with all kinds of

cloth,” Morten was having second thoughts about

coming here already. “We were wondering what kind

of wares you might have?”

“I still maintain that he’s a charlatan,” Zira

said ﬂ atly and ﬁ xed Falrazar with a knowing smile.

He promptly ignored her smile and blinked.

He had been called a few things in his time,

some of them he remembered and some of them he

didn’t care to. ere were a few choice things that he’d

chosen to change the meaning of, but mostly he’d been

able to eke out a modest living with his talents for

making clothing and enchanting it.

“A charlatan, eh,” Falrazar opened one of his

boxes and poured out some of the cloth inside. He laid

it down and picked a small piece up with a pair of

wooden tongs.

“What’s with the pincers?” Halgar asked, and

shot his stubby ﬁ nger out to grasp the cloth. It was

black as midnight and had a few tiny stars sewn into

the surface.

“Don’t touch,” Falrazar’s warning came too

late and he smiled inwardly.

With a sudden bright ﬂ ash of lightning,

Halgar was picked up from the ﬂ oor and blasted

back a good few feet. A blue bolt of actinic electricity

crackled from the square of cloth and ﬁ zzled around

him. It caused the same ozone smell they had ﬁ rst

encountered upon entering this bizarre little shop.

“Spark cloth,” Falrazar explained, with a

gleam in his eye. “Very eﬀ ective if you make a robe

out of it. Unless your enemy happens to be using an

insulated weapon,” he added with a grin.

e dwarf rose from behind another table,

his hair and beard smoking with a soft whisper of

white and grey. “Marvellous!”

“I’ll order a robe right now.” Zira smirked,

and added, “It will keep the pickpockets out of my

pockets.”

“I see,” said Falrazar. “But you thought I was

a charlatan?”

“I’m allowed to change my mind,” Zira

harrumphed. “You have a problem with that?”

“Not at all,” Falrazar waggled his brows and

adopted a business-like tone. “So do you want to see

my wares?”

but the fabric responds well to most types of dyes.

However, it takes three times as long for a coloring

solution to work on a piece of araneaweave than it

would normally take on more mundane materials.

A patient clothier, however, is well rewarded; once

a piece of araneaweave is dyed, its color never dulls.

Moreover, because of an unnatural alchemical

substance found within aranea web, this fabric

produces countless scintillating spots when it is

mixed with any color. ough this is subtle and

can only be seen when light is shed upon the fabric,

the eﬀ ect is nonetheless remarkable. Araneaweave

was once a prized item fashioned by the ancient

elf tribes who lived in temperate forests, but today

very few clothiers know how to make this material.

ose who do well reward adventurers brave

enough to collect stands of aranea webbing.

ARANEA SILK: Aranea silk is the ﬁ ne thread

with which the aranea builds its nest as well as the

cocoons of its young. Extremely soft, aranea silk is

an especially strong fabric of an almost pure white

shade. It takes three times as long for dyes to have

any eﬀ ect on the material, but once mixed with a

color, aranea silk becomes brilliant with countless

ﬁ ne, silvery spots that dot the surface of the fabric.

ese form a star-like eﬀ ect when light shines upon

it, but the material is unremarkable in a shadowy

environment. Created by elven clothiers of olden

times, rich noblemen and women who can aﬀ ord

clothes fashioned with such a fancy and rare fabric

favor aranea silk. Because it is extremely hard to

ﬁ nd and takes a long time to color, aranea silk costs

ten times as much as regular silk. It is also ten times

stronger, so a garment made with this material does

not rip easily.

BARGHIDE: e thin and malleable skin of the

barghest was once a prized item. In the barbaric

tribes of olden times, warriors who defeated such

a creature were greatly honored and many of their

peers considered them among the boldest and

strongest heroes of their days. While few humanoid

tribes of the time had dealings with barghests, those

who did viewed these creatures — which caused

great harm to their people — as agents of maligned

spirits. Warriors who defeated them cleaned the

carcasses and wore their pelts with pride. Barghide,

as the material came to be known, is the specially

treated skin of a barghest. Once treated with

alchemical liquid, the material is surprising thin

but sturdy, and as supple as silk. Of a silvery gray

shade, barghide is easy to work with, and many

barbarians who make clothes fashion vests, shirts,

coats, and cloaks with the material. Most pieces of

clothing fabricated with this material display tufts

of the creature’s fur, especially around the neckline,

the wrists, and the ankles. Barghest fur is the same

coloration as cleaned barghide, and the material is

especially soft to the touch.

ARANEAWEAVE: Eighty percent of this rare

fabric is made up of the strands of web produced

by an aranea, which are then mixed with ﬂ ax to

make the material more malleable. In its natural

form, araneaweave is of a dull pale gray shade,

BEHIR SILK: Although this fabric has nothing

to do with the cocoons of silkworms, it is as soft,

light, and beautiful as regular silk — perhaps even

more so. What is known as behir silk is actually a

“Aye,” they said in unison.

ﬁ ne layer of skin that can be peeled oﬀ the carcass

of a behir. is special skin, situated under the

creature’s scales and covering most of the thick hide

that protects its underside, is easily malleable. Of a

dark blue shade that sometimes verges on purple,

behir silk cannot be dyed, but several pieces of it

can be sewn together to create silk-like garments of

unsurpassed quality. Because it is extremely rare,

behir silk costs ten times as much as regular silk.

Many nobles, as well as adventurers who defeat a

behir, proudly wear clothes made from this fabric.

SPIDER SILK: Made from web strands of various

types of ordinary spiders, spider silk is rougher than

mundane silk. It is also more di cult to work with,

requiring the use of several alchemical compounds

and solutions to create. Once fabricated, however,

spider silk is a ﬁ ne, semi-transparent, but also

highly resistant material that can be easily cut and

knitted to create various clothes. Shawls, skirts,

and capes of elaborate designs are often made from

spider silk, since this high quality, semi-transparent

material is as resistant as normal silk. Spider silk

is uncommon and costs twice as much as regular

silk.

GIRALLON WOOL: A rare type of fabric,

girallon wool is taken from the large, albino gorilla

of the same name. While the thick, ﬂ uﬀ y, and curly

hair of this beast seems coarse, it is actually quite

soft. Of high quality, girallon wool is one of the

rare types of wool highly regarded by the nobility.

In some circles, it is even considered a very exotic

type of fabric that one should wear only for special

events. While similar to wool in appearance,

girallon wool is of a pearly white shade. e fabric

never becomes yellow, and its color never fades with

time. e material is also easy to wash and highly

durable, thus requiring minimal care. However, the

strange hair of the girallon also makes the material

impossible to dye, so clothes made from girallon

wool are always white. Mostly, trousers and long

sleeved shirts are made of this fabric, and some rich

adventures are known to wear cloaks made from

white girallon wool.

WAR CLOTH: e dwarves of olden days had

strange, incomprehensible customs that would

shock most of their modern compatriots. One of

those traditions was to collect long strands of beard

from fallen comrades to produce a strong material.

Woven together and then soaked in a simple

alchemical formula, these dwarven beard strands

were transformed into a unique ﬁ brous material.

Supple and as easy to work with as cotton, a

garment maker could produce any type of clothing

with war cloth. ese garments were worn by the

members of the nobility, who strongly believed that

war cloth would provide them with the physical

and spiritual strengths of the dwarves whose beards

were used to make the fabric. ough the tradition

of collecting dwarven beard strands is a thing of

the past, some sages still believe that war cloth had

some kind of magical property.

HORSEWEAVE: In olden times, barbarians

calling themselves horse lords dominated the great

plains of the world. ese brutal and warring

people revered their mounts and believed that the

spirits of horses were purer than those of humanoid

kind. When a horse died, they paid tribute to the

noble steed in an elaborate funeral rite. During

this rite, they collected the horse’s mane to create

horseweave, in honor of the deceased beast. Made

from strands of horse mane woven together and

treated in a simple alchemical solution, horseweave

is a strong but very coarse material. e ancient

horse lords used the material to create vestments,

sacks, and blankets. Although extremely rare, some

tribes still fashion this type of cloth.

ABOLETH CLOTH: e aquatic aberration

known as the aboleth secretes thick, viscous mucus

that turns into a ﬁ brous material when mixed with

certain alchemical products. Although the process

of making aboleth cloth is relatively simple,

gathering the substance needed to produce it is

quite complex and requires one to venture close

to the lair of such a creature. Because of this, and

also because of its magical properties, aboleth cloth

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