[Hivemind] Up a creek and sold down the river...
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Skade said:
Bob the +3 keen vorpal sword...
"I'm Dod the Barbarian and this is my sword, Bob."
"Kiss Bob, you fiend!"
"Bob is always ready, never tired, always hard..."
Dod tha Barbarian points to his codpiece of storage: "If you don't surrend now I will take Bob out..."
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Horacio...I almost exploded...LOL
There was a blade in one of my games named The Wind's Answer. The sword had been posessed in an Age past by a servant of the One, who possesed no name, but was instead simply called The Wind. The Wind's Answer, and he and the sword were thought to be the same. He was a creature of absolute Law, caring nothing for good nor evil but for the Law of his Lord. When that Age came to an end, and his fight was done his lord granted him one final wish, that he be allowed to serve again when needed. The soul of this being, the Winds Answer was placed inside the blade he once bore, to await the day when the Law must be upheld, with fire and steel.
There was a blade in one of my games named The Wind's Answer. The sword had been posessed in an Age past by a servant of the One, who possesed no name, but was instead simply called The Wind. The Wind's Answer, and he and the sword were thought to be the same. He was a creature of absolute Law, caring nothing for good nor evil but for the Law of his Lord. When that Age came to an end, and his fight was done his lord granted him one final wish, that he be allowed to serve again when needed. The soul of this being, the Winds Answer was placed inside the blade he once bore, to await the day when the Law must be upheld, with fire and steel.
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A friend of mine once inherited a blade known as
The Errant Flayer which was inhabited by the soul of an Illithid gone good (dont ask me) it was an interesting blade none the less, and the blade gave its wielder the drawback that he became addicted to howler monkey brains ala Indiana Jones
Another was the Ith Emirionaich a blade from ancient times forged as a blood price by the Dwarven Master Smith Alath Vam for the Human King Thalivar ap Gwyddyn whose son the Dwarves had killed during a brief but hostile encounter in the Fanglethorn mountains.
The Swords name in dwarven meant the Bloodsoaked thorn within its interior the spirit of the kings son merged itself during the forging turning the metal a reddish silver hue. Once forged the sword made its way into the kings grandsons hands who immediately fell under its power killing the Master Smith, and the Dwarven High Chieftain Luthgaarn Angaldsen
The Errant Flayer which was inhabited by the soul of an Illithid gone good (dont ask me) it was an interesting blade none the less, and the blade gave its wielder the drawback that he became addicted to howler monkey brains ala Indiana Jones
Another was the Ith Emirionaich a blade from ancient times forged as a blood price by the Dwarven Master Smith Alath Vam for the Human King Thalivar ap Gwyddyn whose son the Dwarves had killed during a brief but hostile encounter in the Fanglethorn mountains.
The Swords name in dwarven meant the Bloodsoaked thorn within its interior the spirit of the kings son merged itself during the forging turning the metal a reddish silver hue. Once forged the sword made its way into the kings grandsons hands who immediately fell under its power killing the Master Smith, and the Dwarven High Chieftain Luthgaarn Angaldsen
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