Miscellaneous - Kingdom Come: Deliverance II Database

Brand new cloak with the Crusader’s Red Cross symbol. It was only recently buried in the ground, unlike the rest of the old papers.

A pin here, a pin there…

It is said that the priest once survived several days alone in the wilderness, to face pagan superstitions with his faith. This very rosary helped him overcome fear and find light even in the darkest moments.

They say it’s darkest under a candlestick, but have you ever seen the shadow this lamp casts?

Some still believe that the fork is the devil’s invention and stick to the old tried and tested spoons.

An unsightly mixture of meat and lead. Inedible.

A human bone chopped with an axe.

Stones the colour of blood are said to have a calming effect, help concentration and help women with their worries.

A chemise that was left at the bathhouse after the celebrations.

Those who can’t afford it don’t need it; those who can likely pay handsomely for it. Pepper comes from far eastern countries and is brought over by merchants on their rickety ships.

The three-legged cup is really hard to drink from, but it makes you look like you’re consuming a mystical elixir.

Drinks served from pewter dishes taste a little strange, but the pitcher sparkles and that’s all that matters!

I’ll just have one cup and go.

The silver ring of Knight Florian Lomnicz, which he received from a young lady as a token of her favour.

A nicely decorated piece of good fabric.

The gold ring that Margaret gave me as a pledge. It originally belonged to her mother.

Some write poems out of love, others steal shoes…

A skull I dug up, from a grave under the walls of Kuttenberg.

A poacher’s knife found in the Slatejov forests. Evidence for the huntsman. A dog should be able to sniff out its owner.

A wreath from the top of the Tachov maypole. It was the pride of the whole village up until recently, but now I have it. I reckon it’ll be used as decoration in Olbram’s cottage soon enough.

A silver ring from Captain Barnabas.

Useless on its own, but the iron could be put back into circulation.

Smells like Hell itself.

A pair of hand cannons wrapped in waxed canvas. Something’s rattling, but it’s probably just ammunition. I have to bring them to Zizka at the agreed ambush site.

Antique coins with latin writing bearing the resemblances of pagan emperors from ancient Rome.

Even sour wine tastes good from a golden goblet.

Orders from Sigismund, the sly fox, to his followers. Letter confidentiality is an important institution, but I’ll make an exception this time.

The right boot of a dead miner. Boots for burial are just for show, not for walking. One hopes.

According to a legend told by a merchant, this drawing was made years ago by the famous Master Theodoric himself at the King Charles Inn in order to pay his debt to the innkeeper.

Geese were used to guard property. No wonder, since they’re always angry, as scribes are always plucking their feathers.

A small fragment of flat bone said to come from the skull of Saint Margaret. In ancient times, the Roman Emperor persecuted all Christians and had many of them cruelly martyred. Margaret was reported by her spurned suitor to the prefect, accusing her of secretly professing faith in Christ. In prison, the devil himself appeared to the virtuous maiden in the form of a dragon and devoured her, but she overcame him with the help of the cross. She survived drowning and burning by fire, so they finally had to behead her. A few relics of this martyr were supposedly given to the Czech King Premysl Otakar by the Pope himself after his victory over the Hungarians.

This talisman from the body of a hanged man is said to bring good luck to thieves.

A letter for Markold of Louny. It might be of interest to a few other people…

Jakesh’s compensation for all the hardships he caused Bozhena and Pavlena.

Empty waterskin of the hunter Vostatek. It reeks of an undetermined alcohol.

Dust you are and to dust you shall return. The skull serves as a reminder of the transience of human life.

It looks a bit dangerous.

A torn piece of cloth. Looks like the hem of a girl’s dress. A dog could probably find the owner by it.

Minter’s tools. Property of the Italian court.

Every blank canvas should be filled.

The small brass cross is a symbol of Christian modesty, because no one takes any wealth with them to the next world.

Essential equipment for every conscientious drinker. Silver, as is known, is good for your health!

Part of the kit of every experienced cook and inexperienced killer.

Equipment of the poaching nobleman Hans Capon. Evidence for the gamekeeper Varel.

Useless for any job. But the iron could be put back into circulation.

A colour darker than the night itself. It will stand out very nicely on a white bull. And most importantly, it won’t wash off easily.

Charter with the seal of the Lords of Suchotlesky.

A candle made out of left over beef or mutton fat by a handy soapmaker or butcher.

Captivating, velvety, shiny river clam pearls arranged nicely next to each other. Tempts the most virtuous woman to vanity.

Small pieces of unprocessed silver.

A bad omen and a witness to an evil deed.

Freshly extracted sheep guts. Carrying something like that around is a bit… disgusting.

A keg filled to the lid with black powder. I shouldn’t walk close to a fire with it.

A map to a site where there’s treasure.

The very ripe braies of yacker Sixer.

One day in the future, people with battle with sticks for such a trophy… maybe on ice!

The remains of Siegfried’s sheep, which was torn apart by wolves. It may help Mutt to sniff them out.

Smooth fabric in satin weave. The nightmare of anyone who foots the bill for a wedding dress.

A bundle of dried herbs from Victoria’s house.

Vostatek the gamekeeper’s waterskin filled with pure spring water… or perhaps diluted with something.

A wooden dog toy.

A letter of safe conduts entitling the bearer to enter the smelters at Grund managed by Master Buresh.

A pretty turquoise rosary, which, God knows why, is the focus of attention of many in Trosky Castle.

One of the most common types of counting beads. It doesn’t count coin, but something quite different.

A finely decorated silver cup. No wonder it attracted the attention of a thief.

Well dried and ground, it’s an invaluable aid in tanning and dyeing. The bark is supplied by the millers, who dry and grind it when they have nothing better to do.

A woman’s wedding dress full of dust with a dried bloodstain. The ruined dress has been lying here for a long time, but it’s still neatly folded. Interesting…

This head carved out marble must have fallen off a statue. Its strange features and remnants of old paint suggest it’s quite old.

An egg laid by a black rooster and brooded by a frog. Perhaps it gained magical abilities, or maybe just a slime shell.

Looking at his disciples, Jesus said: “Blessed are you who are poor, for yours is the kingdom of God.”

It is said that work in the vineyard is as busy as in the church. And who should know more about it than Hroznata himself, who devotes his life to both. Through the wine he finds the way to God, and through God the way to the wine. One would think that the beads on the rosary would be the actual vine grapes.

The gear that the Vidlak poacher was carrying on him. Evidence for Gamekeeper Vostatek.

The nail used many years ago by the Troskowitz bailiff to mark the border between Tachov and Zhelejov. Too bad he didn’t tell anyone about it.

Some concoction that Olbram gave me. If I put it in Alshik’s food, it should really send him running…

I’d rather not whistle on it. I don’t want to be annoying like the fools I see on every corner.

A talisman made from the thumb of a dead dwarf is said to help a woman conceive a son. +2 erection bonus.

Such a curved piece of a dragon must surely be his claw, right?

Poacher’s kit found in a secret stash in the woods near the Vidlak pond. Proof for the gamekeeper - my dog should be able to track down its owner.

It doesn’t seem magical, but the spikes on could prove useful when riding on rocky terrain.

Remnants of a rope, likely a noose.

These few strands of hair are said to have belonged to Saint Barbara, who was cruelly punished by her pagan father for accepting faith in Christ. As she fled from him, she hid in a rock crevice, which is why today she is the patron saint of all miners. Only a certain shepherd revealed her hiding place to her pursuers, and the young maiden was captured and cruelly tortured into renouncing her faith. Finally, after she was whipped and her breasts were cut off, she was led naked to the execution block where she was beheaded by her own father.

A human thigh bone, or femur in latin.

A ring given to me by the refugees from the mill as a thank you for God’s blessing.

Authentic die for minting the Prague groschen.

A tiny fragment of bone, which is said to have come from the hand of St. Maurice, is certainly a very precious holy relic. In ancient times, Saint Maurice was the commander of a Roman legion that was decimated by the Emperor for refusing to sacrifice to pagan gods before battle. The martyr is the patron saint of soldiers, weavers, armourers and the protector of vine. This bone may indeed be genuine, as the entire arm was once brought back by the Czech King Vladislav II and later distributed to many Czech churches.

A letter addressed to the Abbot of the Sedletz monastery, written by the monk Slava.

Scraps of a silver plate or waste from the minting of groschen. I reckon it’s worth something.

A smooth stone that Thomlin tried to pass off as the true thunderstone. Though it doesn’t have the same power as its authentic counterpart, maybe it will bring you some good luck anyway.

Interesting… and yet it looks like ordinary water from the well.

Lost and found again.

A secret player mark to enter the lair of the All Saints.

A silver cross with a reliquary said to hold the foot bone of St. James.

A foreign oil that is added to baths to make the water smell nice. This one is particularly odorous.

The key to the treasury of the Italian Court.

A certificate proving eligibility of a waiter to serve His Majesty, King Sigismund of Luxembourg.

Poacher’s kit found in the woods of Kopanina. My dog should be able to track down its owner.

A head full of ideas, whispering into the artist’s ear.

A nail from the coffin of a revenant is said to protect its wearer from those who’ve returned from the dead. +3 damage to undead.

This die will not only secure me an easy win but also grant me entry into select circles.

The veil that Saint Veronica used to wipe the blood and sweat off the forehead of Jesus Christ.

A thick black oil produced by the charcoal-burning process and used to fill barrels and treat ropes and fishing nets. Pitch-soaked fabrics are waterproof but also more flamable.

Various leftovers from cooking all those delicacies for the wedding. It’s just enough as a beggar’s alms, but the Semine cook is saving it for leaner times. She’s definitely against letting it be eaten by the riffraff.

A rat carcass that barely resembles a rodent any more.

A handful of food for the mine demon.

A map to a site where there’s treasure.

The magic arrowhead from Karel the Arrow’s head.

Lute strings made of sheep gut.

A rosary embedded with a precious gem. May God forgive me for my vanity.

A map to a site where there’s treasure.

A squirrel’s tail, used to identify members of Mach of Marschowitz’s band of poachers. The local huntsman is sure to pay a bounty for these.

A mineral suitable for flavouring dishes. To some it’s more precious than gold.

A lute perfect for a wandering bard.

A child’s skull I dug up in the Sedletz cemetery.

A map to a site where there’s treasure.

Fresh milk that farmer Fowl was hiding away.

“Plate armour” for a knight on a budget. (Disclaimer: Don’t actually use it as armour.)

Perhaps a beautiful maiden used it to comb her hair, or maybe some filthy beggar combed lice out of his beard with it. You never know.

An egg laid by a rooster, or a very strange hen.

A wooden statuette of St. Barbara made by an unknown wood carver.

The gear the poacher from Rocktower pond was carrying on him. It’ll serve as evidence for Gamekeeper Vostatek.

A talisman made from the head of a dead man, buried under a full moon. It’s said to protect a thief from dogs. +2 to howling at the moon.

Shackles covered it rust. They don’t exactly serve their purpose anymore.

The molar of the patron saint of all those afflicted by toothache - Saint Apollonia of Alexandria. Or maybe it’s just a polished pig’s tooth, it’s hard to tell.

The needle used to sew vicar Jan of Pomuk into a bag, after which he was thrown into the Vltava river, all on the orders of Wenceslas IV.

The least dangerous part of the wolf and the easiest to carry.

A talisman made from the boiled finger bone of a dead unbaptized child protects against unwanted conception. -5 erection bonus.

Bronze seal of a rich mining magnate and shaft owner.

An empty bottle with a foul smell coming from it. If someone drank this, it’s no wonder they ended up the way they did.

Many songs sound more like the end result of a sheep’s digestive tract than a heavenly chorus. Finally I know why.

An excellent mineral suitable for stopping minor bleeding as well as tanning hides.

The old bridle of Vostatek’s horse Pepik. If I could teach Mutt to track and give him a sniff of the bridle, I’m sure he’d lead me to him.

Extensions of an artist’s hands, used to capture the beauty of even the most fleeting moments.

Some moonshine the Moravians brought to the Semine wedding.

The scarf that Zdena left to Pint to use as a distraction. Hopefully, it’ll be enough for Mutt to track her down.

A pair of gloves made of fine lambskin. They’re not of much use as far as warmth and protection, but at least they look nice.

A small worn-down statuette of St Mary Magdalene. Beikovetz must have stolen it straight from some church or monastery.

A talisman made from the teeth of an unfortunate dead child will protect a thief from capture. +3 luck bonus and -3 enemy speed.

A valuable trophy that will bring glory to any hunter and a noose to any poacher who acquires it.

A silver-plated button from a dead miner’s clothing.

A basket full of thread, needles and pieces of embroidered designs.

The mysterious chest that Posy and Tugbone had been searching for so long. I wonder what’s inside?

Equipment of a poaching bandit from the Lower Semine. Evidence for the huntsman.

Dead miner’s left boot. Boots for the grave are just for show, they don’t actually use them for walking. Hopefully.

The bunch of keys of the Lord of Trosky Castle. One flew through a window and the other is somewhere behind the hills. So they are now in my custody.

Wooden statue of an old man, symbolizing the connection with one’s ancestors.

Someone spilled something on this shirt while drinking at the baths.

One of the most common types of counting devices. It doesn’t count money, but something quite different.

Anvil

A greasy black liquid used to lubricate wagon wheels, mill gears and mining equipment. It is made by mixing pitch, tallow and crushed plaster so it stays nice and smooth.

In the young gentleman’s chambers, I found a collection of locks of hair he had kept as trophies. If this doesn’t prove he’s the killer, I don’t know what will.

A secondary product of hay drying.

If the husband does not respect his wife, she can appeal to the law and then, along with her dowry and all the gifts she received during the marriage, remove herself from the household.

Can be used in various manners in the morning, day, evening and night. It just needs to be washed thoroughly.

One of the most common types of counting devices. It doesn’t count money, but something quite different.

These miparti hose can’t be used anymore unless a tailor looks at them. They’re torn lengthwise.

A talisman made from the hair of a dead virgin. It’s said to protect its wearer against venereal diseases. +8 gonorrhea resistance.

This bone is really huge. Good thing what it belonged to is long dead.

A tiny fragment from the veil of Saint Ludmila is a piece of very fine batiste. Ludmila prayed sincerely to Christ and brought her grandson, Prince Wenceslas, the patron saint of the Bohemian Kingdom, to faith. But she stood in the way of her power-hungry daughter-in-law Drahomira, who sent two cruel Norsemen to kill her. It is said they did it to her with her own veil while the duchess was praying to God.

Two out of three pieces of copper ware were made from copper mined in Falun, Sweden, where a large copper mountain is said to be located.

Gold ring set with a small polished sapphire.

An odd device full of cogs, dials and other mechanisms I know nothing about. I hear it’s called an astrolabe, but that doesn’t tell me much about what it’s used for.

A skull pulled from a pig’s innards. It’s been chewed on a bit.

The Vejmola’s medallion. It flashes so brightly that no magpie can resist it.

A discarded tankard left at the baths after a great celebration.

A letter of safe conduct entitling the bearer to move around in the royal mines near Horschan.

I reckon this horseshoe has done its fair share of travelling.

As long as it served, it had purpose.

Nothing can mend this irrepairable damage to the dignity of this once fine and dandy bolt.

I found this bloodied broken arrow near the place Natan told me about. Maybe Mutt can sniff out its owner.

Documents proving the questionable dealings of Lady Anna of Waldstein.

Forged documents covering up the questionable dealings of Lady Anna of Waldstein.

A bundle of rare dyed fabrics.

Zizka’s stuff. There’s a lot of rattling and ringing, so it’s probably not a butterfly collection.

A discarded collar from a horse’s harness. With it, a dog might find a trace of the horse it belonged to.

A bunch of Godwin’s stuff, I’d rather not open the bag. Who knows what I might find in there.