Collection of guild daggers.
“So, my sisters.” I gazed out the clerestory window at the tableau in Court Square, and I made no doubt my gaze was as stony as were the rest of the Conclave. “I see what you see. Is there truly no doubt?”
“None,” said Mother Arathena, with a bitter hiss. “That jackal bitch has the true Sword. Captain Noran saw her hack through half the enemy cohort to reach the postern gate, and I know Noran to be a reliable man.” She swallowed hard, tearing her gaze away from the spectacle outside. “But – but how? How was It found, after so long?”
“Lady’s Grace, who cares? Dueled with dragons or bought it from a peddler, what boots it? The question is this: what do we do?” Arathena's mouth was set, at my query; she didn’t know. Neither did the others.
Neither did I.
The Sword of Huran is the chosen weapon of The Order of the Spellswords. Each one of them crafts their own Sword of Huran to serve them in their battles for the king.
This relic, while of little value against the living, is a formidable tool against the beasts from beyond.
Forged from the light of the first dawn, of the world, it remains radiant even now, long ages after…
Brumborion’s blade, the fang of the north, ice razor, the glacial sword, Givone’s Favor
Swords are deliverers of death to the living. This one offers something more to those already dead…
An ancient relic of a long-dead hero and a link to the divine
A legendary weapon of the Ouzquin Dremorix
These are the traditional honor weapons of the legendary Blades of the Golden Sun. It is with these weapons that they defended the Imperial Realm from the Taint of Shadow. Or so some say.
The enormous hammer of the Warlord Gyog Ak-Thail, the Ribcage Destroyer. It is said to have slain 3,000 men.
Sovereign’s Swords are the distinctive weapons of the Sovereign’s Finest, the upper ranked members of the Kingdom’s forces. These special agents are the Sovereign’s hands, imparting justice and rulings when needed, being embassy, or doing special duties.
A symbol of the guardina of the faithful, the Pilgrim’s Torch is carried from one holy site to another, ensuring the safety and continuity of the faith..
A tool of war, given free will to foster stife and conflict, that used that very same free will to become a messenger of peace.
The sword of the Half-Elven Warrior-Priest Ryhiron. It was forged by the very God whom Ryhiron serves, as a reward for his extended faith and loyal service.
It is especially effective against those who would defile all that is good and relates to its user through his very mood and thoughts.
Some say it speaks to the wielder, whispering a soft song of serenity and peace.
Created 10,000 years ago by the blood and sweat of every dying race that was raped and plundered by the dragons…
A sword that learns and teaches, forever singing of past and present.
A special sword handed down to only the worthy few men who possess the true nature of the Righteous Order.
The PCs are setting up camp at the end of their first day of walking through the Esh-Inel Mountains, when they hear in the distance a low rumbling, like thunder. It grows progressively louder until it echoes off the mountainous bowls around them, then dies away again. At its worst the ground starts trembling. It happens every day at this time, and it is the noise of the Great Carts on the dwarfish underways returning home after a day mining, laden with many tons of ore.