Roblar
10-27-2021, 01:29 AM
a shoddy low steel battle axe with a decomposing helve
+50 enchanted
T5 ensorcelled
low steel (psychic flares)
https://gswiki.play.net/Low_steel
coraesine relic
https://gswiki.play.net/Great_Auction_of_2016/teasers#The_Corasine_Relic
rot flares
https://gswiki.play.net/Rotflares
Superb crit weighting (22 CER 27/100 to 23)
CB: 2M bs to Nordred - Sold & delivered
Bound to the axe's haft is a grey-swirled coraesine relic.
You see nothing unusual.
You also notice a small enchanter's glyph. A strange necrotic haze radiates from the axe.
The battle axe contains a special flare. It can be freely altered.
The axe has the following verbs:
CLENCH - To activate QuickFlares. It cost 1 spirit to turn the ability on.
If already activiated, clenching the axe will cause it to go dormant.
ATTACK - When attacking, you'll gain the ability to perform QuickFlares.
You can have upto 5 QuickFlare strikes depending on luck and resources.
Each QuickFlare cost 10 stamina and 10 mana on a successful hit, up to 5 hits.
A successful and lucky streak of 5 QuickFlares will cost 50 stamina and 50 mana.
If there isn't enough resources to perform a QuickFlare, the axe will go dormant.
TILT - Show off the coraesine relic on your axe.
RUB - Show off the coraesine relic on your axe.
RAISE - Cause a vortex of wind to burst from your axe.
POSE - Victory pose.
LORESONG - The story of coraesine.
Normal alteration rules apply, but the show description always includes the relic at the beginning.
You can tell that the axe is as light as it can get.
Checking out the axe, it looks like it is superbly weighted to inflict more critical blows than a normal weapon of its type.
[A shoddy low steel battle axe with a decomposing helve has a combat effectiveness rating of 22 points of Critical weighting and a 27.0% chance to have a combat effectiveness rating of 23. It has 27 of 100 services towards the next full rank of combat effectiveness.]
It imparts a bonus of +50 more than usual.
It has been infused with mind-shattering psychic energy.
It appears to weigh about 5 pounds.
It is superbly weighted to inflict more critical wounds than a normal weapon of its type.
It has been ensorcelled 5 times.
It is an overwhelming project (1,402 difficulty) for an adventurer to modify.
Has a detailed loresong from the coraesine:
The heavy darkness returns to you once more as the axe gives way to the power of your song...
As you become used to the gradual waves of power collecting within you, flashes of bright white light accompany the darkness -- as if another awareness were reaching out to you.
As the years continue to pass by, the flashes become more drawn out -- their whiteness resolving into a pale grey that encompasses everything, as if the world itself were a huge swirling vortex of mist-laden air, its eddies and currents stretching for untold miles as it constantly shifts and reforms itself in an ethereal dance of beauty.
Realizing that somehow these visions are connected to the power which even now washes over and fills you completely -- the very power that fuels the awareness you now experience. You surrender yourself to the visions, and you feel the white-hot explosion of the power within you pushing you into transcendence...
And then the vision fades away into nothing but a lingering memory.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
A tingling sensation overcomes you as the darkness settles over your vision once again...
Vaguely aware of your surroundings, you push at the borders of your dark world, your presence manifesting itself by slamming against the surrounding rock to no avail. With little else to do, you take in the power that has forever washed over you for centuries...
Until a chink of light breaks the endless blackness, a tear in the great velvet shroud illuminates your world...and you find yourself falling...
Dimly aware of the world, you sense a strange, alien presence among you, radiating its own sense of power as it retrieves you...
The world becomes a dizzying array of new sensations as you're moved for the first time in you existence. It soon melts away into reality as the vision comes to an end.
Roundtime: 6 sec.
A strange heat ripples along your spine as the axe surrenders to your song...
You feel heat surround you on all sides, and intermittent strikes from above shape your form into something new altogether. You focus your power upwards occasionally striking the alien presence hovering near you -- the vibrations of its startled screams passing over your surface. The being's determination is relentless, however, and you find yourself wrought into a new form...
Soon after, you feel a distinctly different presence -- alien, as the others, but radiating a strange sensation -- a vaguely familiar feeling that touched you in ages past.
The vision's blackness recedes into the warmth of reality.
Roundtime: 14 sec.
Tingling sensations race across the black void as you're plunged into it...
The familiar presence touches you with its power -- and for a moment you feel a white-hot surge of essence burst through you -- and then the blackness recedes into a hazy image of the world around you...as if you were seeing through the being's eyes.
Dark cavernous walls surround you, and the lithe shadow of the Faendryl wielding you plays across the craggy surface. As you feel yourself whisked through the air and feel your edge slice into the body of another awareness...a strange energy courses through you, further amplifying your power -- allowing you to better understand the familiar presence which now wields you. Focusing your energies, you unleash a burst of essence, shrouding the one who wields you in a cloak of air -- propelling him into a second strike quicker than lightning against the alien presence, which expires.
The washed-out vision gives way to the lush colors of reality.
Roundtime: 7 sec.
You sense the weight of many years as you delve into the memories of the battle axe...
The master fluidly slices through battle, your senses perfectly in tune with his own. Calling up your power, you extend your presence to aid and protect him as he defeats foe after foe -- the number of alien presences surrounding you innumerable.
As the battle rages on, you sense a presence behind the master, poised to strike -- you twist in his grip to block the blow, but it is too late -- you feel the spark of his life fade away like a dying star and you merely drop to the ground.
The alien slayer reaches to pick you up, and you surge forth with your power to sprout spikes that flay off the presence's flesh, causing its rumbling screams to vibrate along your surface.
No longer able to sense the master who bonded with you so long ago nor see through his eyes, your world fades into darkness...
And the vision comes to a close, the darkness gradually fading into reality.
You get a sense that was the axe's last memory.
+50 enchanted
T5 ensorcelled
low steel (psychic flares)
https://gswiki.play.net/Low_steel
coraesine relic
https://gswiki.play.net/Great_Auction_of_2016/teasers#The_Corasine_Relic
rot flares
https://gswiki.play.net/Rotflares
Superb crit weighting (22 CER 27/100 to 23)
CB: 2M bs to Nordred - Sold & delivered
Bound to the axe's haft is a grey-swirled coraesine relic.
You see nothing unusual.
You also notice a small enchanter's glyph. A strange necrotic haze radiates from the axe.
The battle axe contains a special flare. It can be freely altered.
The axe has the following verbs:
CLENCH - To activate QuickFlares. It cost 1 spirit to turn the ability on.
If already activiated, clenching the axe will cause it to go dormant.
ATTACK - When attacking, you'll gain the ability to perform QuickFlares.
You can have upto 5 QuickFlare strikes depending on luck and resources.
Each QuickFlare cost 10 stamina and 10 mana on a successful hit, up to 5 hits.
A successful and lucky streak of 5 QuickFlares will cost 50 stamina and 50 mana.
If there isn't enough resources to perform a QuickFlare, the axe will go dormant.
TILT - Show off the coraesine relic on your axe.
RUB - Show off the coraesine relic on your axe.
RAISE - Cause a vortex of wind to burst from your axe.
POSE - Victory pose.
LORESONG - The story of coraesine.
Normal alteration rules apply, but the show description always includes the relic at the beginning.
You can tell that the axe is as light as it can get.
Checking out the axe, it looks like it is superbly weighted to inflict more critical blows than a normal weapon of its type.
[A shoddy low steel battle axe with a decomposing helve has a combat effectiveness rating of 22 points of Critical weighting and a 27.0% chance to have a combat effectiveness rating of 23. It has 27 of 100 services towards the next full rank of combat effectiveness.]
It imparts a bonus of +50 more than usual.
It has been infused with mind-shattering psychic energy.
It appears to weigh about 5 pounds.
It is superbly weighted to inflict more critical wounds than a normal weapon of its type.
It has been ensorcelled 5 times.
It is an overwhelming project (1,402 difficulty) for an adventurer to modify.
Has a detailed loresong from the coraesine:
The heavy darkness returns to you once more as the axe gives way to the power of your song...
As you become used to the gradual waves of power collecting within you, flashes of bright white light accompany the darkness -- as if another awareness were reaching out to you.
As the years continue to pass by, the flashes become more drawn out -- their whiteness resolving into a pale grey that encompasses everything, as if the world itself were a huge swirling vortex of mist-laden air, its eddies and currents stretching for untold miles as it constantly shifts and reforms itself in an ethereal dance of beauty.
Realizing that somehow these visions are connected to the power which even now washes over and fills you completely -- the very power that fuels the awareness you now experience. You surrender yourself to the visions, and you feel the white-hot explosion of the power within you pushing you into transcendence...
And then the vision fades away into nothing but a lingering memory.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
A tingling sensation overcomes you as the darkness settles over your vision once again...
Vaguely aware of your surroundings, you push at the borders of your dark world, your presence manifesting itself by slamming against the surrounding rock to no avail. With little else to do, you take in the power that has forever washed over you for centuries...
Until a chink of light breaks the endless blackness, a tear in the great velvet shroud illuminates your world...and you find yourself falling...
Dimly aware of the world, you sense a strange, alien presence among you, radiating its own sense of power as it retrieves you...
The world becomes a dizzying array of new sensations as you're moved for the first time in you existence. It soon melts away into reality as the vision comes to an end.
Roundtime: 6 sec.
A strange heat ripples along your spine as the axe surrenders to your song...
You feel heat surround you on all sides, and intermittent strikes from above shape your form into something new altogether. You focus your power upwards occasionally striking the alien presence hovering near you -- the vibrations of its startled screams passing over your surface. The being's determination is relentless, however, and you find yourself wrought into a new form...
Soon after, you feel a distinctly different presence -- alien, as the others, but radiating a strange sensation -- a vaguely familiar feeling that touched you in ages past.
The vision's blackness recedes into the warmth of reality.
Roundtime: 14 sec.
Tingling sensations race across the black void as you're plunged into it...
The familiar presence touches you with its power -- and for a moment you feel a white-hot surge of essence burst through you -- and then the blackness recedes into a hazy image of the world around you...as if you were seeing through the being's eyes.
Dark cavernous walls surround you, and the lithe shadow of the Faendryl wielding you plays across the craggy surface. As you feel yourself whisked through the air and feel your edge slice into the body of another awareness...a strange energy courses through you, further amplifying your power -- allowing you to better understand the familiar presence which now wields you. Focusing your energies, you unleash a burst of essence, shrouding the one who wields you in a cloak of air -- propelling him into a second strike quicker than lightning against the alien presence, which expires.
The washed-out vision gives way to the lush colors of reality.
Roundtime: 7 sec.
You sense the weight of many years as you delve into the memories of the battle axe...
The master fluidly slices through battle, your senses perfectly in tune with his own. Calling up your power, you extend your presence to aid and protect him as he defeats foe after foe -- the number of alien presences surrounding you innumerable.
As the battle rages on, you sense a presence behind the master, poised to strike -- you twist in his grip to block the blow, but it is too late -- you feel the spark of his life fade away like a dying star and you merely drop to the ground.
The alien slayer reaches to pick you up, and you surge forth with your power to sprout spikes that flay off the presence's flesh, causing its rumbling screams to vibrate along your surface.
No longer able to sense the master who bonded with you so long ago nor see through his eyes, your world fades into darkness...
And the vision comes to a close, the darkness gradually fading into reality.
You get a sense that was the axe's last memory.