Phat Loot Phriday: Helm of the Fire Festival

"I'm hungry," Throgg complained. "I brought fish, though. You want fish?"
"I could go for a carp about now," Lolegolas replied. "Don't see any wood for a fire, though."
"Don't worry. I got this." Throgg opened his bag and pulled out a strange hat. It looked almost exactly like a saucepan. Without fanfare, he placed the contraption on his head and knelt to the ground. The hat burst into flame. "You can cook on my head."
"Care to repeat what you just said? 'You can cook on my head.' You realize that sounds somewhat crazy, even from you."
"It's a great invention. No more campfires -- we can just cook on each other's heads."
Lolegolas nodded in slow motion, the same way a warrior might look if a priest were trying to knife him to death. "You sure you want to try this?"
"Let's try it once and see how it pans out."
Item note: No, really, you can cook on it. We have more information about it here.
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