An intelligent two-handed shining sword, with a beautiful leather scabbard. Tell me things about it:
An intelligent two-handed shining sword, with a beautiful leather scabbard. Tell me things about it:
An intelligent two-handed shining sword, with a beautiful leather scabbard. Tell me things about it:
It gets heavier when it’s feeling put out.
It can only be drawn once for every planet that orbits this sun, each time glowing with the light of that sphere and empowered by its essence.
After that, who knows?
It will only outrightly kill/destroy evil creatures: if it is swung to strike at an innocent, or an agent of good, it will leave it hanging onto only a single HP.
It sings in tunes with you. The more harmonic your chorus, the more powrful the sword. A dissonance could turn it against you.
The soul of a skilled, but arrogant swordsman inhabits it. It’s a blowhard that’s always giving unwanted opinions and advice
It knows who its owner is. If anyone else tries to pick it up, their hands simply fall through it like it was an illusion. Only the owner can pick it up and wield it.
The length of the blade changes as the length of the shadows cast by the sun change. At night, the blade broadens out to a greatsword, and attempts to drive its bearer into satiating its thirst for blood.
Originally created as a gift for a political rival, it precisely remembers every event and conversation that has occurred in its presence. It will happily relate them — with illusory visual reenactment — to anyone who knows the proper password.
Colter Hanna I love the idea of a sword that is dagger at dawn, two handed at noon, a longsword at dusk and a shortsword by night.
So cool. Dawn’s Razor, Sol’s Blade, The Twilight Sword, Bites-by-Darkness.
The blade will rend apart those that you love the most. All others it passes through harmlessly.
Colter Hanna How would a blade like this behave in a dungeon? The torches cast loooong shadows…
It was owned by a loving husband, father of eight children. When his wife and children were lost to him in an ogre warband’s attack on his home village, he went mad with grief. At his request, a sorceress he had met on his travels bound the souls of his family to the blade. It’s been… many, many years since, and though her husband is long gone Mrs. Brigden still is more than happy to talk admit the wonderful things her husband must be up to, and little Willy wants to go of and play in the woods, and…
It believes itself to be the best sword in the world, and wants to be wielded by the world’s best warrior. So whenever its current wielder encounters a powerful warrior, the sword starts insulting him, hoping to provoke a fight where the winner gets to keep the sword.
It’s not actually intelligent. The scabbard is, and is capable of magical ventriloquism and projecting dancing lights (which it most often uses on the sword). This is what you get when you use gnome souls to make your intelligent magical items.
The soul of a mime resides inside and it makes no sound in combat. You can also retrieve it from a distance by pantomiming the pulling of a rope that is attached to the hilt.
Just be careful you do not pull too hard. It is a sword afterall.
The sword delivers the souls of those it kills to its wielder.
After you have received souls, you can take this move, the next time you level up:
Soul Sucker
When you devour a soul, roll +Wis. On a 10+ pick 3. On a 7-9, pick 1. On a miss, pick one, but also take -1 ongoing to Wis until you get some sleep, as the souls of the devoured whisper to you and drive you crazy.
* take +1d4 forward to damage.
* heal 1d4 to yourself.
* take +1 forward.
If a wielder takes a soul more powerful than itself, before he learns this move, he must roll Defy Danger +Wis or he is taken over by a more powerful soul.
Юрий Ёжикович Sounds like a question for the player, to me.
Yyrkoona The Sword: An intelligent two-handed shining sword, with a beautiful leather scabbard. *Choose one* from this list
It gets heavier when it’s feeling put out.
It can only be drawn once for every planet that orbits this sun, each time glowing with the light of that sphere and empowered by its essence
The soul of a skilled, but arrogant swordsman inhabits it. It’s a blowhard that’s always giving unwanted opinions and advice
The length of the blade changes as the length of the shadows cast by the sun change. At night, the blade broadens out to a greatsword, and attempts to drive its bearer into satiating its thirst for blood.
The blade will rend apart those that you love the most. All others it passes through harmlessly.
It was owned by a loving husband, father of eight children. When his wife and children were lost to him in an ogre warband’s attack on his home village, he went mad with grief. At his request, a sorceress he had met on his travels bound the souls of his family to the blade. It’s been… many, many years since, and though her husband is long gone Mrs. Brigden still is more than happy to talk admit the wonderful things her husband must be up to, and little Willy wants to go of and play in the woods, and…
It believes itself to be the best sword in the world, and wants to be wielded by the world’s best warrior. So whenever its current wielder encounters a powerful warrior, the sword starts insulting him, hoping to provoke a fight where the winner gets to keep the sword.
Choose one from this list
It becomes more effective as you become more inebriated.
t will only outrightly kill/destroy evil creatures: if it is swung to strike at an innocent, or an agent of good, it will leave it hanging onto only a single HP.
It sings in tunes with you. The more harmonic your chorus, the more powrful the sword. A dissonance could turn it against you.
It knows who its owner is. If anyone else tries to pick it up, their hands simply fall through it like it was an illusion. Only the owner can pick it up and wield it.
Originally created as a gift for a political rival, it precisely remembers every event and conversation that has occurred in its presence. It will happily relate them — with illusory visual reenactment — to anyone who knows the proper password.
The soul of a mime resides inside and it makes no sound in combat. You can also retrieve it from a distance by pantomiming the pulling of a rope that is attached to the hilt.