"Did you remember to wash behind your ears?"
Like the heated embrace of a lover, this singular thing caresses and binds itself around the chest of the wearer, linkings its fate with his to the end of his days…
The Cuirass of the Winds can litraly blow one’s attackers away, but the wearer should take care, for it’s loyalty lies elsewhere…
The Cursed form of poor Shump Thokk. He will offer helpful advice to anyone who dons the helmet.
What do you do when your shield is more courageous than you?