The dark selection of Daggers
Collection of guild daggers.
More than just a 30, I crafted a whole campaigns worth of ideas for the rational, theory and history of all the magic weapons of a world that has a low knowledge base of crafting and a high mana level. Suitable for a rare item, low powered world.
Sub contains a fair amount of system neutral stats in the body of the sub, and a small amount of game specific stats for any version of D&D/Pathfinder in an idea scroll at the bottom
Seven sharp, steely swords to stab, stick and slice with.
The Xan-Axe is said to be a wonderful weapon-those who wield this battle axe seemingly fell no fear. Until, that is, they put it down, if only for a short time.
The Bastard Axe is a common weapon of the warriors of Vikingheim, a sturdy weapon that can be used with one or two hands, or simply thrown at an enemy
“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.
A sword made of demon blood to fight demons.
Freetext Friday. One of the many flawed magic weopon types of the Stolen World
A collection of Chinse Broadswords (Daos) from history and folklore (3rd in my Chinse lore Codex)
A legendary weapon for my Dragon Empire setting, inspired by an actual weapon that existed in Chinese history
A weapon used in the old days of Setsokan warlords, by the Son of Sets himself, these barbed spikes rend through flesh and bone as easily as paper.
"Come on,, chop chop, I haven't got all day." The last words of Sir Percy Quantril before being beheaded for his attempted coup against Queen Yocasta.
An axe of extraordinary power. There couldn't possibly be anything harmful about it- right?
A sword containing the mind of a legendary general, and very picky who may wield it.
"The gods have chosen to smite us today my brethren...but we must fight back"
"How damn it we're just men...insects before their power"
"We will have to find the dagger"
"The Blizzard be strong outside, lads; settle yehself in and breathe the steam; we'll pass the time with a story."
A polished flake of porous stone, stained a deep, rusted brown, this once-hallowed knife contains traces of the eldest of magics.
Ursula is a were-bear; she and Stewart, the bailiff of a rural feudal estate, are lovers, sharing all their secrets as lovers often do. Recently something has been taking livestock. *He* must deal with suspicions that a bear is involved (one has been seen nearby...): *she* must defend herself if it is revealed (perhaps by a jealous suitor, perhaps accidentally) that she is a lycanthrope. The adventurers might be called in to track the hungry beast(s) and discover her secret, but be able to reveal that the culprits are a small pack of wolves that has moved in to the area. The adventurers might earn the gratitude of both Ursula and Stewart, depending on what they reveal, and to whom.