Are you good with words? I need some help!

[Oryan77]

Here's a few for each of the sins.

Wow, thanks to all of these I pretty much have what I need.

Perhaps what the PC doesn't realize is that he is not rebuilding the sword that he so desires, but an evil artifact. Each piece of the sword tries to appeal to his baser natures and corrupt him.

That's actually exactly what I had already decided to do with the sword. Seeing as how it is the Orcusword, I figured it needed to be some sort of trick to entice him into rebuilding it. It lost it's original powers before it was shattered, but the PCs found out Orcus is alive and trying to regain his deity status. I've made the Orcusword somewhat sentient, so I figured it can sense it's masters return. Which is why it is trying to entice anyone possessing a piece of it to find the rest of it and repair it.

The only thing I haven't thought of is what might happen if the PC does find every piece and repair it. It would rather have Orcus wield it, but corrupting the PC in some seems likely. I just can't think of how to go about it without screwing over the player. I do have a method of destroying it planned out though.

Also, I'd like the sword to say one last phrase after finding the last piece. I'd like it to be something memorable & meaningful. Maybe something about it finally being whole again & wishing for it's true master. Something that might make the PC say, "Oh crap, what have I done." If anyone has an idea, I'm all ears (or eyes).

 

[Traveon Wyvernspur]

For the final phrase:

"The hour has come for I am whole again verily...
Kingdoms and Empires of mortals tread warily.
The Orcus Sword is reborn again made shining, made bright...
The Gods shall fall, the heavens aflame, tremble before my might.
Cower before my everlasting power...
My true master awaits his fine sharp flower."

Or something along those lines.

 

[Oryan77]

For the final phrase:

"The hour has come for I am whole again verily...
Kingdoms and Empires of mortals tread warily.
The Orcus Sword is reborn again made shining, made bright...
The Gods shall fall, the heavens aflame, tremble before my might.
Cower before my everlasting power...
My true master awaits his fine sharp flower."

Or something along those lines.

Dang, that's badass. I didn't even think of using a poem. I like this a lot and am definitely going to use it. It actually accomplishes everything I was hoping for when I read it. Thanks man!

 

[Traveon Wyvernspur]

No problem, just glad I could lend a word.

 

[Zinovia]

"The hour has come for I am whole again verily...
Kingdoms and Empires of mortals tread warily.
The Orcus Sword is reborn again made shining, made bright...
The Gods shall fall, the heavens aflame, tremble before my might.
Cower before my everlasting power...
My true master awaits his fine sharp flower."

Or something along those lines.

Nice, although the "flower" kind of doesn't work for me.

For the final two lines, perhaps try:
My ascendance a prelude to war and disaster,
All shall cower and will yield to my one true master.

 

[Traveon Wyvernspur]

To each their own. I was trying to make a point with it (the sword) being its master's beautiful, deadly, and precious artifact.

Your last two lines are pretty good too.

 

[Kinneus]

There's already lots of good stuff here, but I thought I'd think up some more, and let you pick and choose what you like. I'm a wannabe poet, so excuse me if these get a little flowery or grandiloquent, heh.

Wrath, Anger, Spite, Promises of Power
-Your footsteps shall be thunder. Your hand, a font of fire.
-Those that do not bend to our will shall be broken.
-When I am whole, you will not merely slay your enemies. You will unmake them.
-You will break the spine of the world on my point.
-I am your brush; all this flesh and blood is but paint.
-All who doubt you, mock you, or oppose you will fall, split against my shining body.

Greed, Envy, Promises of Wealth
-You will reshape nations as easily as you mold clay.
-When I am whole, you will have the power to take whatever you desire, from dragon-hoards to thrones.
-The nations of the world will pay you tribute in fear and love. Dwarven chains of mithril and adamantine, the finest elven robes, and every shining jewel the states of man can muster. All will be yours.

Pride, Promises of Fame
-Lesser men will fear your name, believing it to burst damns and crack mountains with an utterance.
-Together, we will burn your name onto every tongue in the choir of history.
-The gods themselves will admit your glory, and scorch your countenance into the stars.
-I will be a blazing beacon in your hand, shining across the eons, ever-bright in the eyes of history.

 

[TarionzCousin]

You might want to check out the Seven Swords of Sin adventure from Paizo.

Spoiler
[sblock]IIRC, there is actually only one sword in the adventure. [/sblock]