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I'm not dead, the world just sucks right now.
That, and when I've been writing rpg stuff at all it's mostly been for a "Final Fantasy game+setting running on Lindwyrm" personal project; there's also been a couple of non-rpg writing things, and also expanding my videogame hoard again. But highly a case of "the world sucks" with a side-order of "and summer can fuck itself".
But enough of that! September means Swordtember, and I miiiiight have another thing percolating for the month (we'll see), and here I am with the first third of Swordtember's swords in nice punchy and system-neutral description ~
Ten Swords, Singular And Otherwise
01. Sea-Father's Fang: A cutlass of deeply blue-green shell, wickedly honed. Sacrifice blood (yours) to its edge to call a tempest or cause a patch of ships' timbers the size of yourself to rot.
02. Kiriv, The Verdant: This dark shortsword is anathema to the lordly; and if left to rest instead, grows jade mosses all around -- six filling meals a day, in an ever-expanding carpet. Sheathe in brass to halt the growth.
03. Taurh's Blade: A plain steel bastard sword, grip wrapped in silver wire, of basic enchantments -- but a beloved memento of Taurh, the Knight Of Steel. The Knight seeks the blade and the favour of the immortal metal swordmaster is no small thing.
04. Of-The-First: Sharpened from a inky violet-blue scale of great size, this longsword's silvery edge gleams like starlight and cuts through armour as if it doesn't exist -- and its bearer is highly regarded by dragonkind, who may grant access to their starlit Concordances.
05. Celebrant: A crystal bell the length of one's forearm, narrow and glittering; while the faceted blade of its clapper looks like a shortsword, how awkward to strike with it? No matter. Celebrant's chiming heals allies -- and slices bloodless wounds in the corrupt -- who can hear it.
06. Old Memory: A broad shortsword of mottled stone, its surface covered in pictograms and stylized figures. Each sapient being killed by Old Memory leaves a record of their most significant life's moment in the blade, accessible by its wielder. It was, once, a sword of ritual death.
07. Temporalis: This slender rapier, of an unknown silver-copper metal -- only seen at edges and hilt -- flushes with the colours of the sky as day becomes night and day again, while the pommel's orb shows the phases of the moon.
08. The Hound: More of a large dirk than a shortsword, a broad, bellied blade engraved with a running dog on either flat. Touched to any object in someone's possession for a week or longer, will "lead" in the direction of the owner within 10 miles.
09. Nine Lives: A gift from the Queen Of Cats, of any size and shape; but always the colour of smoke, with a row of nine golden-green cat's-eye cabochons piercing through the blade. Nine Lives will bring its bearer back from the brink of death nine times, a jewel greying each time -- on the ninth, the Queen arrives for her due.
10. Rathead: A unremarkable knife that can wound the most unearthly of creatures. With a Rathead on your person, one can squeeze (including clothes and the Rathead) through any space one can fit your head through, no matter how impossible it seems.
That, and when I've been writing rpg stuff at all it's mostly been for a "Final Fantasy game+setting running on Lindwyrm" personal project; there's also been a couple of non-rpg writing things, and also expanding my videogame hoard again. But highly a case of "the world sucks" with a side-order of "and summer can fuck itself".
But enough of that! September means Swordtember, and I miiiiight have another thing percolating for the month (we'll see), and here I am with the first third of Swordtember's swords in nice punchy and system-neutral description ~
Ten Swords, Singular And Otherwise
01. Sea-Father's Fang: A cutlass of deeply blue-green shell, wickedly honed. Sacrifice blood (yours) to its edge to call a tempest or cause a patch of ships' timbers the size of yourself to rot.
02. Kiriv, The Verdant: This dark shortsword is anathema to the lordly; and if left to rest instead, grows jade mosses all around -- six filling meals a day, in an ever-expanding carpet. Sheathe in brass to halt the growth.
03. Taurh's Blade: A plain steel bastard sword, grip wrapped in silver wire, of basic enchantments -- but a beloved memento of Taurh, the Knight Of Steel. The Knight seeks the blade and the favour of the immortal metal swordmaster is no small thing.
04. Of-The-First: Sharpened from a inky violet-blue scale of great size, this longsword's silvery edge gleams like starlight and cuts through armour as if it doesn't exist -- and its bearer is highly regarded by dragonkind, who may grant access to their starlit Concordances.
05. Celebrant: A crystal bell the length of one's forearm, narrow and glittering; while the faceted blade of its clapper looks like a shortsword, how awkward to strike with it? No matter. Celebrant's chiming heals allies -- and slices bloodless wounds in the corrupt -- who can hear it.
06. Old Memory: A broad shortsword of mottled stone, its surface covered in pictograms and stylized figures. Each sapient being killed by Old Memory leaves a record of their most significant life's moment in the blade, accessible by its wielder. It was, once, a sword of ritual death.
07. Temporalis: This slender rapier, of an unknown silver-copper metal -- only seen at edges and hilt -- flushes with the colours of the sky as day becomes night and day again, while the pommel's orb shows the phases of the moon.
08. The Hound: More of a large dirk than a shortsword, a broad, bellied blade engraved with a running dog on either flat. Touched to any object in someone's possession for a week or longer, will "lead" in the direction of the owner within 10 miles.
09. Nine Lives: A gift from the Queen Of Cats, of any size and shape; but always the colour of smoke, with a row of nine golden-green cat's-eye cabochons piercing through the blade. Nine Lives will bring its bearer back from the brink of death nine times, a jewel greying each time -- on the ninth, the Queen arrives for her due.
10. Rathead: A unremarkable knife that can wound the most unearthly of creatures. With a Rathead on your person, one can squeeze (including clothes and the Rathead) through any space one can fit your head through, no matter how impossible it seems.
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