I'll post what @Jurixe came up with on the fly with a little inspiration for me! (I like it. If you don't, go suck an egg.)
Brief: a silver-winged belt with black crystal/a sweeping belt of silver wings
Dropped: Sweeping wings of bright silver form a sturdy belt discarded here.
Examined: Fashioned entirely from radiant silver, this unyielding belt wraps around the back of the wearer in a two-inch wide band, the ends widening as they curve over the hips and dip slightly towards the front in the shape of two feathery Atavian wings. The belt bears careful etching throughout to create the illusion of feathery texture, as though it was composed of real wings dipped in molten silver. A large orb of black crystal gleams darkly from a silver setting on the front of the belt - a faint ring of menacing crimson sometimes visible within the unfathomable depths. Discreetly hidden, the presence of a tiny hinge below the orb hints at a capacity for storage. Attached to the setting is a small hook, which the wearer may use to clasp the belt securely by hooking it through a matching hoop on the tip of the other wing.
Customisation job I had for someone's fishscale tunic. I doubt I can ever do better than this.
SHORT_DESC a duskfin tunic
LONG_DESC Beige scales glittering forlornly, a duskfin tunic has been left behind here.
EXTENDED_DESC Small glinting scales of pale beige overlap themselves upon a fine mesh of braided kelp. Form-fitting, the scales move and flex with the wearer, allowing the garment to breathe and stretch. Across the neckline, the garment has been cross-stitched with thick corded leather, allowing for further adjustments in fitting. Underneath the arms, indigo-black fins have been sown onto the braided kelp. The bottom edge of the tunic has been tailored to very finely, rolling up and underneath the material, effectively hiding the seams from casual observers. Finlets have been attached to the shoulders and taper down the sides of each arm, giving a serrated appearance to the tunic when viewed from the side.
EDIT: All I could find was my html log, which only had the rough draft. Too lazy to go ask for the finalised description.
So since I have nothing to do again for the third day in a row (at least for the next two hours or so), yup, anyone who wants something designed can let me know via inbox if they want.
Tomorrow I fly off for a wedding, so this will probably be the last for a while!
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@Trey is pretty amazing and designs weapons and armour with such amazing detail. My rapiers are fantastic and my fullplate looks sexy, and they all match. I'll post the descriptions when I am not on my phone.
(D.M.A.): Cooper says, "Kyrra is either the most innocent person in the world, or the girl who uses the most innuendo seemingly unintentionally but really on purpose."
Gleaming brightly on the ground is a red-handled rapier.
A weapon fit for the highborn, this rapier bears a balance without peer. The slender blade extends
an arm's length from the hand; weighted for thrusting, its point whips effortlessly through the air
at the behest of its wielder. Crafted of folded steel, a curiously light pattern of crackling silver
graces its surface, dancing lightly along the flat of the blade. The pattern flows seamlessly into
an ornate silver basket-hilt, the broad strands shaped to resemble a stylistic spiderweb wrapping
protectively around the hand, a small ring jutting above to act as the ricasso. Dangling from the
ring is a small silver spider, the diminutive charm graced with a single marquis-cut garnet set in
the abdomen. Supple leather, dyed a rich carmine hue, wraps tightly around the fencer's grip, and
the handle is capped with a silver bell pommel, providing perfect balance to this elegant weapon.
Etched lightly on the throat of the blade is the smith's mark: crossed rapiers over a forge, the
initials "T.A." to either side in flowing calligraphy.
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a slender parrying blade of dark-hued steel
Glinting upon the ground, a fine blade lies discarded here.
This elegant weapon is meant to serve as a partner to a longer blade. The slender blade extends a
mere foot from the wielder's hand, the dark-hued steel crackled with a silver pattern, a jagged
series of spiderwebs rippling down the length of steel. Thicker than most weapons of its size, the
triangular blade is strengthened to catch and bat aside the blows of an enemy, and serves well to
better slip through weaknesses in armour. A polished silver crosspiece extends to either side, the
twin spars curling upward like the horns of a bull, and they bear minute scratches from countless
blades caught upon their surfaces. Supple El'Jaziran leather provides a comfortable hold around the
fencer's grip, dyed a rich carmine hue, a striking contrast to the silver. The pommel is a stylistic
heavy silver orb worked to resemble a spider, a trillion-cut garnet adorning its thorax. Etched into
the throat of the blade is a minute smith's mark: crossed rapiers over a forge, the initials "T.A."
to either side in flowing calligraphy.
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form-fitting armour of Dala'myrr chitin and chain
A sheen of red and violet graces the plates of the dark armour on the ground here.
Chitin from a fearsome Dala'myrr, rather than steel, composes the plates of this formidable armour.
The smooth, glossy surface of the armour first appears ink-black, mirror-polished obsidian. As light
plays over its surface, however, cloudy whorls of crimson and violet winding sinuously around one
another are revealed. The impenetrable chitin forms greaves, bracers, spaulders, pauldrons, an
armoured spine and a breastplate, the form-fitting feminine curves leaving little mystery as to the
owner's gender. The various segments are fastened to a suit of fine chain mesh, blackened to reflect
little light and set against a cushioned backing of sable leather. The supple calfskin cushions
against hammer blows, and summarily makes the armour feel akin to a full-body glove. Seemingly the
only addition of pure embellishment, a lip of silver has been worked around the edges of the plating,
a stylised ribbon of spiderwebs framing each piece in an attractive border. Etched into the
underside of the breastplate is a minute smith's mark: crossed rapiers over a forge, the initials 'T.
A.' to either side in flowing calligraphy.
(D.M.A.): Cooper says, "Kyrra is either the most innocent person in the world, or the girl who uses the most innuendo seemingly unintentionally but really on purpose."
Aurora says, "Tharvis, why are you always breaking things?!" Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh." Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
@Exelethril IMO, ancient oakwood sounds really awesome. 'massive' sort of goes naturally with ancient. so, a massive shield of ancient oakwood.
Ok, so I designed these a while ago for a clan that I am no longer a part of, and personally I don't believe the designs will ever be used by that clan anyway. This is probably because they are awful. Thoughts/comments?
a black velvet cloak depicting the Dance of the Vault:
Thick black velvet makes up this luxurious cloak, but the ebon cloth is interrupted by gleaming patterns of silvery-white thread. In sweeping elegance, the emblems of the Dance of the Vault are embroidered on the back of the cloak. Near the bottom-left is sewn the coiled serpent, and at the bottom-right the regal winged lion. Above them both is the thornless rose, its petals stitched with breathtaking skill. Smaller constellations are sewn in silver on the inner portion of the cloak and the hood. A silver clasp near the throat gleams with subtle brilliance.
a ring of the Morning Star:
A gleaming silver band contrasts strikingly with the dazzling gemstones set in this ring. Foremost among the gems is a brilliantly blue sapphire, cut in the shape of a teardrop to represent the core of Ethian, the Morning Star. Smaller diamonds form a curve that extends from one side of the sapphire, forming a tail for this jewelled comet.
I know they're pretty short in comparison to the average Achaean description, but I honestly couldn't think of anything else to say...
EDIT: I mean I guess I could think of other things to say but that would mean either reusing adjectives or going into the deep dark parts of a thesaurus, and possibly using words with the wrong connotations or something.
<Complete description of Maefeng's customised peryton, Belias.
@Trey, @Mishgul, @Tharvis, @miscellaneous haters, critics, and critters: Extravagance and taste are up to interpretation. Maefeng happens to have very expensive taste and a thing for gemstones, other fine materials, and the elements, hence that peryton's description.
Here are some designs that those that imply that all of my designs are flashy (... et cetera) have likely never seen. As I have stated before, I do simpler and less flashy designs, too.
APPEARANCE: fur-cuffed ankle boots of white ennelin hide
EXAMINED: Fat-tanned and smoked by a master leather worker, the hide of a snow-white ennelin has been converted into the durable leather of these white ankle boots. Dense white fur from the same feline lines the interior of each boot, providing luxurious softness and cushioning to the wearer. Initially reaching the mid-calf, the cuffs have been folded down and sewn into place to convert them into fur-cuffed ankle boots. Each cuff is split and hemmed at an angle in the front to form two sharp peaks. Capped with white ennelin bone aglets, braided ivory laces of ennelin leather are fed through six grommets of the same bone. Supple threading of ennelin sinew melds the boots together and expands when moist, closing the needle holes so that virtually no water can pass through them. Highly puncture-resistant, the outsoles are comprised of several layers of leather toughened beyond the other leather. Neatly branded into the underside of the tongue is a three-dimensional image of a rose bloom cradling a trillion-cut gemstone, a hallmark of the designer.
APPEARANCE: a white loincloth of gleaming ennelin fur
EXAMINED: Extending to the upper thigh and covering the buttocks entirely when its wearer is standing, this flawlessly white loincloth has been crafted from the pelt of a snowy ennelin. The barbaric raiment wraps around the hips of the wearer, closed via a braided cord of white hydra leather running the whole way through the pelt within a barely noticeable tube. Composed of a single, rounded strip of pelt, the garment leaves a tasteful glimpse of one of the hips. Without harming the integrity of the luxuriously soft fur, the feline hide has been masterfully treated to not chafe the wearer’s skin. Cleanly branded into the hide is a three-dimensional image of a rose bloom cradling a trillion-cut gemstone, a hallmark of the designer.
APPEARANCE: a long black restraint ribbon
EXAMINED: Measuring five feet in length, one-quarter of an inch thick, and just under three inches in width, this stygian ribbon of blended cashmere and silk is exceptionally versatile. The size and tincture of the ribbon make it a worthy accessory for even the most unorthodox occasions, while its fabric is strong enough to restrain or even drag something or someone. Crafted with great deliberation, the ribbon has been hemmed with a fell seam technique, thus reducing the likelihood that its edges will fray while increasing its aesthetic appeal. Comprised of caliginous taffeta silk that shimmers when touched by the light, a tiny illustration of a rose bloom cradling a trillion-cut gemstone is tactfully embroidered onto the ribbon.
APPEARANCE: formal white trousers with black titanium buttons
EXAMINED: Reminiscent of immaculately white bone bleached by the desert sun, the soft yet durable exterior of these dress trousers has been cropped from two sheets of alabaster spider silk. Devoid of blacks and greys, each thread’s whiteness is bested only by pure light. Shimmering chenille silk of stygian cast comprises the thin interior of the trousers, providing luxurious softness and warmth to the wearer. Crafted with active lifestyles and rough terrain in mind, the hems, knees, and inseam have been doubly reinforced without harming the overall aesthetics of the trousers. Seven thin belt loops ring the top hem and are interiorly armoured with white titanium chain mail. The mail acts as a guard for when daggers or stiletto blades are kept in the loops for quick access. Three circular buttons of atrous titanium close the considerately sized fly. Each button has been assiduously engraved with a remarkably detailed image of a rose bloom cradling a trillion-cut gemstone, the insignia of the designer.
APPEARANCE: lustrous cufflinks of premium black titanium
EXAMINED: Comprised of impeccably burnished black titanium and embossed with a stunningly realistic black hydra, these triangular cufflinks are designed for scrupulous tastes. Razor-sharp teeth and claws Superior to most other metals in terms of both aesthetic and physical integrity, the metal of these prestigious fasteners will allow them to retain their appeal for many decades to come. Deeply engraved into the ventral side of each cufflink is a strikingly detailed illustration of a rose bloom cradling a trillion-cut gemstone. An inscription inlaid with molten platinum neighbors each opus.
APPEARANCE: a titanium-armoured Baalzadeen mask
EXAMINED: Its long black barbs
kept intact, the nightmarish face of a malefic Baalzadeen has been surgically
removed and accented with argent titanium to create this sinister mask. The
fires of the Inferno dancing within them, cabochons of pleochroic black opal
have replaced the stygian demon’s eyes beneath a titanium visor. Concentrated
lacerations form small grates on either side of the demon’s covered nose, the
ripped flesh allowing the wearer to see the world through a vile perspective.
Almost as if the demonic servitor is coming to reclaim its face, its thin lips
and razor-like, titanium-coated teeth form a baleful grin, the gleaming needles
obscuring the nose and mouth of the wearer. When worn, the mask’s forehead
aligns perfectly with its host’s hairline. Titanium encases the creature’s jaw,
shielding both the creature and its wearer from uppercuts and similar blows.
Devoid of its powerful torso, the abomination’s once sinewy neck has been
severed and cauterised just above the manubrium. Four thin ropes of silver
hydra leather keep the mask secured, and an image of a rose bloom cradling a
trillion-cut gemstone in its centre has been deeply branded into the cruel
beast’s throat.
APPEARANCE: an
assassin’s sarong infested with shadows
EXAMINED: Crafted from
a textile blend of pashmina and linen, this durable, floor-length sarong
possesses a bottom quarter inundated by atrous murk. Their body below their
necks invisible, seven argent hydra heads sprout from the pitch to devour an
unseen prey hovering above the wearer’s knees. Serpentine tongues lick at the
smoky cinereous sky dominating the remainder of the sarong. Designed to be
suspended at the waist, the garment keeps the legs warm and concealed. Suitable
for both grueling combat and drawn-out assassinations, the fabric fails to
produce noise even while the wearer is sprinting. When wrapped and secured
properly, the sarong allows enough leg movement for feats such as axe kicks and
cartwheels. Tactfully embroidered into the interior with argent silk threading
is a barely noticeable rose bloom bearing a trillion-cut black diamond in its
centre.
APPEARANCE: a razor fiend headdress
EXAMINED: Blood-shot, glassy eyes gaze upon the world
with lifeless abandon, belonging to the silver razor fiend posed to form this
wanton headdress. One gnarled, clawed hand is placed over the eyes of the
wearer, thin slots between the bony fingers allowing one final glimpse before
death. Grinning with murderous contempt even in death, the lesser daemon
threatens to slice the throat of the wearer with its nocuous claws stained by
the blood of past victims. As dry and sticky as cooled resin, effervescent
saliva blacker than ink glistens as it leaks from crevices between the fiend’s
knife-like teeth. The creature’s emaciated abdomen and torso are held away from
the wearer’s head by knobby legs. An image of a rose bloom cradling a
trillion-cut gemstone in its centre has been deeply branded into the cruel
beast’s throat.
@Mishgul, a while ago you had "Liked" Trey's comment ("How silly of me, this isn't gaudy.") so I figured you agreed with him. If you didn't/don't agree with him, then you're exempt.
I didn't have the final version of the cufflinks in my MSWord file at the time of my last post. Here is the correct description...
Comprised of impeccably burnished black titanium and embossed with a stunningly realistic black hydra, these triangular cufflinks are designed for scrupulous tastes. Several sets of nocuous claws and teeth lend the legendary beast ferocity true to its nature. Superior to most other metals in terms of both aesthetic and physical integrity, the metal of these prestigious fasteners will allow them to retain their appeal for many decades to come. Deeply engraved into the ventral side of each cufflink is a strikingly detailed illustration of a rose bloom cradling a trillion-cut gemstone. An inscription inlaid with molten platinum encircles each elegant opus.
Appearance a sand-filled amulet strung on silken cord
Dropped An amulet fashioned from a tiny bottle has been tossed here, the cork preventing the contents from spilling.
Examined Suspended from a thin cord of ebon silk, a translucent glass amulet has been carefully blown into the shape of a bottle. Within the confines, several different types of sand have been carefully layered, displaying a veritable rainbow. The bottom is gritty, interspersed with flecks of glistening salt, heralding the shores of Tapoa. The next layer consists of somewhat finer grains, shards of quartz winking from amidst the sienna tone. The third course is little more than silt, but the tiny hints of iridescent pearl belie the origin of Lothos. The following tiers are a sharp contrast: the pristine white granules gathered from Zanzibaar stand starkly out against the black volcanic sand harvested from Polyargos. The remainder of the space is filled with what is scarcely more than finely crushed gravel, the coarse, unforgiving particles liberated from the famed Shipwreck Isle. A tiny silver bell has been fastened to the neck of the bottle, and the mouth is stoppered with a sliver of cork still redolent of rum.
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Oh and also*:
Appearance a sinister ring depicting a savage beast of legend
Dropped Lurking in the shadows, a ring twisted into a mythical beast lies here, awaiting an unfortunate finger.
Examined Forged in the depths of some lunatic mind, this twisted piece of steel has been carefully crafted to resemble the mythical beast of legend: a creature with the head of a shark, the body of a bear and the menacing, sucker-laden tentacles of an octopus. Several inches in length, the ring spans three-quarters of a finger, the tentacles twisting downward to form the band to hold the jewelry in place. The haunches and back of the furry carnivore hunker against the knuckle, the intricate engraving turning the pelt into a series of needle-sharp spikes. Extending towards the tip of the finger, the massive mouth of the cold-blooded predator yawns open, row upon row of tiny ivory teeth visible in its gaping maw. Two miniscule obsidian beads represent the glass-like, emotionless eyes of the marine terrorist, finishing off this sinister depiction of the fabled nightmare-inducing creature.
*I tried to sneak 'bearsharktopus' into the dropped desc, but they wouldn't let me
No no Taraus, that's ok, but this was a far better piece of your work IMO.
Appearance
A spyglass crafted from salvaged wreckage
Dropped
A sinister spyglass rolls on the ground here, fallen from the pirate's hand
Examined
Pieced together by an innovative hand, this portentous spyglass hosts a variety of disparate materials, each originating from a different source. Crafted from the salvaged wreckage of sunken vessels, each part serves as testament to the skill of the captain who sent the protesting bones beneath. The nesting, graduated tubes that form the lens shaft have been made from several slender strips of wood, each differing in hue and grain quality. The miniature staves have been carefully fitted to form the sleek barrel shape, and tiny bands of copper and brass hold the cylinders together. Like the natural material of the body, the metals used on the spyglass vary in colour and texture; brightly polished and glinting in some places, heavily pocked and verdigrised in others. Three tendril-thin strips of sail canvas have been braided to form a fine rope, the lanyard fastened to one end of the glass, allowing it to be hung from a belt or wrist.
If there are any designers out there offering their services, I have a couple of artefacts I'd like to get customisations for. I'm willing to pay, if it's within reason. Send me a message, or a tell, or a letter. Heck, send a pigeon if you want. I do have specific ideas in mind for what I want, so if you can work with me, that is a bonus.
My biggest problem with designing is that I will look back through my old, preserved designs, and spot glaring errors, or better ways to have worded something. I end up hating literally everything that I create. Still, there are a few designs whose concepts I still love, even if I desperately wish I could change the description. Maybe I'll submit new, revised ones as separate designs.
a pair of black gloves plated with iron A pair of iron-plated gloves have been abandoned here by their overlord. Pieced together from the most impenetrable bits of a wyvern's hide, these gloves encase the hands of their wearer in unparalleled protection from the elements. Thick plates of gleaming black iron have been affixed to the topside of the metacarpal region, perfect for backhanding one's underlings and intimidating those serfs who have been incised to rebel. The fingers have been likewise wrapped in metal, with hinges placed at the joint of each phalange to accommodate ease of movement. The plates end in razor-sharp, yet elegant points jutting slightly passed the fingertip, adding an air of aristocracy to the menace these gloves inspire.
a vexatious shirt of drab, brown hair A hair shirt has been blissfully discarded. Crafted as a symbol of its wearer's devotion, this utilitarian garment looks decidedly uncomfortable. Filthy bristles of wiry, brown hair have been spun into stiff threads, which are woven tightly together to create a rough, unrefined fabric that will undoubtedly irritate the skin beneath it. The simple scoop neckline rests high against the wearer's clavicles, stretching into long, loose sleeves that end just below the wrists. No fastenings mar the shirt's uniformity, but an embroidery of sorts winds its way through the disgusting material. Rendered in thick, greasy strands of black and grey, the mark of the twin has been haphazardly stitched in sloppy, uneven rows, covering the surface in endless repetition.
a platinum devotional medallion A devotional medallion lies here, abandoned by a heretic. A slim chain of platinum suspends a thin oval of like metal over the centre of the wearer's chest. The handsome figure of a barkeep has been painstakingly etched into its surface, every detail of his appearance rendered with impeccable clarity to ensure his identity cannot be mistaken. Bottles of liquor, varying in their dimensions, span the width of the medallion, attractively arranged upon a tidy counter. The barkeep stands proudly behind the array, a cocktail glass and polishing rag combined within his capable hands.
And, this one wasn't done by me, but @Morro designed it, and @Orklanishkal proposed with it:
a flimsy tin engagement ring A cheap ring blends in among debris. Crafted from a meagre strip of tin, this dented band has been thoroughly polished on one side in an attempt to mimic the glisten of more precious metals. The other half remains appallingly dingy, as if its crafter merely gave up. Four rusted steel prongs rest at the ring's apex, holding aloft a shard of glass cut to roughly resemble a jewel of modest proportions. Deep green in colour and sharp to the touch, the glass possesses the faint, yet sour aroma of stale alcohol. Its jagged surface emits a dull and uninspiring glitter, apparent whenever the stone wiggles within its shoddy setting.
My avatar is an image created by this very talented gentleman, of whose work I am extremely jealous. It was not originally a picture of Amunet, but it certainly looks a great deal like how I envision her!
so after years of doing it for everyone else, I finally caved and custo'd one of my own arties (credit to @Trey for inspiration):
a motley guttersnipe's bow
Dropped by a flagrant vagrant, feather and bell decorate this motley bow.
Fit for a cad's wielding, an array of disparate materials have been cobbled together, crafting a deadly, if motley, recurve bow. The sinister arc of upper and lower limbs are created by mercilessly bent switches of young bamboo and osage orange, the still-green timber flexed to retain the taut curve. The mismatched woods meet in discordant harmony, joined by a handle hewn from a chunk of driftwood. A series of intricate, whimsical carvings scrimshaw the smooth surface of the weatherworn tidewrack, with a scrap of patchwork bandana tied around the grip as a cushioning afterthought. A thin, resilient cord of twisted horsehair spans the nocks, an entwined tendril of platinum throwing a glinting sparkle from the otherwise dull bowstring, and a jade bead rests at the centre to guide a drawn arrow. A single, slate-hued falcon feather spins from the top, the windcatcher plumage serving as a tell, and a shining silver bell dangles beneath, each fired projectile accompanied by a tell-tale jingle.
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Dropped: Sweeping wings of bright silver form a sturdy belt discarded here.
Examined: Fashioned entirely from radiant silver, this unyielding belt wraps around the back of the wearer in a two-inch wide band, the ends widening as they curve over the hips and dip slightly towards the front in the shape of two feathery Atavian wings. The belt bears careful etching throughout to create the illusion of feathery texture, as though it was composed of real wings dipped in molten silver. A large orb of black crystal gleams darkly from a silver setting on the front of the belt - a faint ring of menacing crimson sometimes visible within the unfathomable depths. Discreetly hidden, the presence of a tiny hinge below the orb hints at a capacity for storage. Attached to the setting is a small hook, which the wearer may use to clasp the belt securely by hooking it through a matching hoop on the tip of the other wing.
SHORT_DESC a duskfin tunic
LONG_DESC Beige scales glittering forlornly, a duskfin tunic has been
left behind here.
EXTENDED_DESC Small glinting scales of pale beige overlap themselves
upon a fine mesh of braided kelp. Form-fitting, the scales move and flex
with the wearer, allowing the garment to breathe and stretch. Across the
neckline, the garment has been cross-stitched with thick corded leather,
allowing for further adjustments in fitting. Underneath the arms,
indigo-black fins have been sown onto the braided kelp. The bottom edge
of the tunic has been tailored to very finely, rolling up and underneath
the material, effectively hiding the seams from casual observers.
Finlets have been attached to the shoulders and taper down the sides of
each arm, giving a serrated appearance to the tunic when viewed from the
side.
EDIT: All I could find was my html log, which only had the rough draft. Too lazy to go ask for the finalised description.
Tomorrow I fly off for a wedding, so this will probably be the last for a while!
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go for the colossal shield of reinforced oakwood
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
@Exelethril IMO, ancient oakwood sounds really awesome. 'massive' sort of goes naturally with ancient. so, a massive shield of ancient oakwood.
Ok, so I designed these a while ago for a clan that I am no longer a part of, and personally I don't believe the designs will ever be used by that clan anyway. This is probably because they are awful. Thoughts/comments?
a black velvet cloak depicting the Dance of the Vault:
Thick black velvet makes up this luxurious cloak, but the ebon cloth is interrupted by gleaming patterns of silvery-white thread. In sweeping elegance, the emblems of the Dance of the Vault are embroidered on the back of the cloak. Near the bottom-left is sewn the coiled serpent, and at the bottom-right the regal winged lion. Above them both is the thornless rose, its petals stitched with breathtaking skill. Smaller constellations are sewn in silver on the inner portion of the cloak and the hood. A silver clasp near the throat gleams with subtle brilliance.
a ring of the Morning Star:
A gleaming silver band contrasts strikingly with the dazzling gemstones set in this ring. Foremost among the gems is a brilliantly blue sapphire, cut in the shape of a teardrop to represent the core of Ethian, the Morning Star. Smaller diamonds form a curve that extends from one side of the sapphire, forming a tail for this jewelled comet.
I know they're pretty short in comparison to the average Achaean description, but I honestly couldn't think of anything else to say...
EDIT: I mean I guess I could think of other things to say but that would mean either reusing adjectives or going into the deep dark parts of a thesaurus, and possibly using words with the wrong connotations or something.
YAY! I GOTTED IT! I GOTS IT! @Jurixe Did a WONDEROUS job. And I now am the proud owner of...
Sweeping wings of bright silver form a sturdy belt, which rests upon the ground.
a sweeping belt of silver wings.
Fashioned entirely from radiant silver, this unyielding belt wraps around the back of the wearer in
a two-inch wide band, the ends widening as they curve over the hips and dip slightly towards the
front in the shape of two feathery Atavian wings. The belt bears careful etching throughout to
create the illusion of feathery texture, as though it was composed of real wings dipped in molten
silver. A large orb of black crystal gleams darkly from a silver setting on the front of the belt: a
faint ring of menacing crimson sometimes visible within the unfathomable depths. Discreetly hidden,
the presence of a tiny hinge below the orb hints at a capacity for storage. Attached to the setting
is a small hook, which the wearer may use to clasp the belt securely by hooking it through a
matching hoop on the tip of the other wing.
@Trey, @Mishgul, @Tharvis, @miscellaneous haters, critics, and critters: Extravagance and taste are up to interpretation. Maefeng happens to have very expensive taste and a thing for gemstones, other fine materials, and the elements, hence that peryton's description.
Here are some designs that those that imply that all of my designs are flashy (... et cetera) have likely never seen. As I have stated before, I do simpler and less flashy designs, too.
APPEARANCE: fur-cuffed ankle boots of white ennelin hide
EXAMINED: Fat-tanned and smoked by a master leather worker, the hide of a snow-white ennelin has been converted into the durable leather of these white ankle boots. Dense white fur from the same feline lines the interior of each boot, providing luxurious softness and cushioning to the wearer. Initially reaching the mid-calf, the cuffs have been folded down and sewn into place to convert them into fur-cuffed ankle boots. Each cuff is split and hemmed at an angle in the front to form two sharp peaks. Capped with white ennelin bone aglets, braided ivory laces of ennelin leather are fed through six grommets of the same bone. Supple threading of ennelin sinew melds the boots together and expands when moist, closing the needle holes so that virtually no water can pass through them. Highly puncture-resistant, the outsoles are comprised of several layers of leather toughened beyond the other leather. Neatly branded into the underside of the tongue is a three-dimensional image of a rose bloom cradling a trillion-cut gemstone, a hallmark of the designer.
APPEARANCE: a white loincloth of gleaming ennelin fur
EXAMINED: Extending to the upper thigh and covering the buttocks entirely when its wearer is standing, this flawlessly white loincloth has been crafted from the pelt of a snowy ennelin. The barbaric raiment wraps around the hips of the wearer, closed via a braided cord of white hydra leather running the whole way through the pelt within a barely noticeable tube. Composed of a single, rounded strip of pelt, the garment leaves a tasteful glimpse of one of the hips. Without harming the integrity of the luxuriously soft fur, the feline hide has been masterfully treated to not chafe the wearer’s skin. Cleanly branded into the hide is a three-dimensional image of a rose bloom cradling a trillion-cut gemstone, a hallmark of the designer.
APPEARANCE: a long black restraint ribbon
EXAMINED: Measuring five feet in length, one-quarter of an inch thick, and just under three inches in width, this stygian ribbon of blended cashmere and silk is exceptionally versatile. The size and tincture of the ribbon make it a worthy accessory for even the most unorthodox occasions, while its fabric is strong enough to restrain or even drag something or someone. Crafted with great deliberation, the ribbon has been hemmed with a fell seam technique, thus reducing the likelihood that its edges will fray while increasing its aesthetic appeal. Comprised of caliginous taffeta silk that shimmers when touched by the light, a tiny illustration of a rose bloom cradling a trillion-cut gemstone is tactfully embroidered onto the ribbon.
APPEARANCE: formal white trousers with black titanium buttons
EXAMINED: Reminiscent of immaculately white bone bleached by the desert sun, the soft yet durable exterior of these dress trousers has been cropped from two sheets of alabaster spider silk. Devoid of blacks and greys, each thread’s whiteness is bested only by pure light. Shimmering chenille silk of stygian cast comprises the thin interior of the trousers, providing luxurious softness and warmth to the wearer. Crafted with active lifestyles and rough terrain in mind, the hems, knees, and inseam have been doubly reinforced without harming the overall aesthetics of the trousers. Seven thin belt loops ring the top hem and are interiorly armoured with white titanium chain mail. The mail acts as a guard for when daggers or stiletto blades are kept in the loops for quick access. Three circular buttons of atrous titanium close the considerately sized fly. Each button has been assiduously engraved with a remarkably detailed image of a rose bloom cradling a trillion-cut gemstone, the insignia of the designer.
APPEARANCE: lustrous cufflinks of premium black titanium
EXAMINED: Comprised of impeccably burnished black titanium and embossed with a stunningly realistic black hydra, these triangular cufflinks are designed for scrupulous tastes. Razor-sharp teeth and claws Superior to most other metals in terms of both aesthetic and physical integrity, the metal of these prestigious fasteners will allow them to retain their appeal for many decades to come. Deeply engraved into the ventral side of each cufflink is a strikingly detailed illustration of a rose bloom cradling a trillion-cut gemstone. An inscription inlaid with molten platinum neighbors each opus.
APPEARANCE: a titanium-armoured Baalzadeen mask
EXAMINED: Its long black barbs kept intact, the nightmarish face of a malefic Baalzadeen has been surgically removed and accented with argent titanium to create this sinister mask. The fires of the Inferno dancing within them, cabochons of pleochroic black opal have replaced the stygian demon’s eyes beneath a titanium visor. Concentrated lacerations form small grates on either side of the demon’s covered nose, the ripped flesh allowing the wearer to see the world through a vile perspective. Almost as if the demonic servitor is coming to reclaim its face, its thin lips and razor-like, titanium-coated teeth form a baleful grin, the gleaming needles obscuring the nose and mouth of the wearer. When worn, the mask’s forehead aligns perfectly with its host’s hairline. Titanium encases the creature’s jaw, shielding both the creature and its wearer from uppercuts and similar blows. Devoid of its powerful torso, the abomination’s once sinewy neck has been severed and cauterised just above the manubrium. Four thin ropes of silver hydra leather keep the mask secured, and an image of a rose bloom cradling a trillion-cut gemstone in its centre has been deeply branded into the cruel beast’s throat.
APPEARANCE: an assassin’s sarong infested with shadows
EXAMINED: Crafted from a textile blend of pashmina and linen, this durable, floor-length sarong possesses a bottom quarter inundated by atrous murk. Their body below their necks invisible, seven argent hydra heads sprout from the pitch to devour an unseen prey hovering above the wearer’s knees. Serpentine tongues lick at the smoky cinereous sky dominating the remainder of the sarong. Designed to be suspended at the waist, the garment keeps the legs warm and concealed. Suitable for both grueling combat and drawn-out assassinations, the fabric fails to produce noise even while the wearer is sprinting. When wrapped and secured properly, the sarong allows enough leg movement for feats such as axe kicks and cartwheels. Tactfully embroidered into the interior with argent silk threading is a barely noticeable rose bloom bearing a trillion-cut black diamond in its centre.
APPEARANCE: a razor fiend headdress
EXAMINED: Blood-shot, glassy eyes gaze upon the world with lifeless abandon, belonging to the silver razor fiend posed to form this wanton headdress. One gnarled, clawed hand is placed over the eyes of the wearer, thin slots between the bony fingers allowing one final glimpse before death. Grinning with murderous contempt even in death, the lesser daemon threatens to slice the throat of the wearer with its nocuous claws stained by the blood of past victims. As dry and sticky as cooled resin, effervescent saliva blacker than ink glistens as it leaks from crevices between the fiend’s knife-like teeth. The creature’s emaciated abdomen and torso are held away from the wearer’s head by knobby legs. An image of a rose bloom cradling a trillion-cut gemstone in its centre has been deeply branded into the cruel beast’s throat.
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
@Mishgul, a while ago you had "Liked" Trey's comment ("How silly of me, this isn't gaudy.") so I figured you agreed with him. If you didn't/don't agree with him, then you're exempt.
I didn't have the final version of the cufflinks in my MSWord file at the time of my last post. Here is the correct description...
Comprised of impeccably burnished black titanium and embossed with a stunningly realistic black hydra, these triangular cufflinks are designed for scrupulous tastes. Several sets of nocuous claws and teeth lend the legendary beast ferocity true to its nature. Superior to most other metals in terms of both aesthetic and physical integrity, the metal of these prestigious fasteners will allow them to retain their appeal for many decades to come. Deeply engraved into the ventral side of each cufflink is a strikingly detailed illustration of a rose bloom cradling a trillion-cut gemstone. An inscription inlaid with molten platinum encircles each elegant opus.
'cause I can. To date, one of my own favourites:
Appearance
a sand-filled amulet strung on silken cord
Dropped
An amulet fashioned from a tiny bottle has been tossed here, the cork preventing the contents from spilling.
Examined
Suspended from a thin cord of ebon silk, a translucent glass amulet has been carefully blown into the shape of a bottle. Within the confines, several different types of sand have been carefully layered, displaying a veritable rainbow. The bottom is gritty, interspersed with flecks of glistening salt, heralding the shores of Tapoa. The next layer consists of somewhat finer grains, shards of quartz winking from amidst the sienna tone. The third course is little more than silt, but the tiny hints of iridescent pearl belie the origin of Lothos. The following tiers are a sharp contrast: the pristine white granules gathered from Zanzibaar stand starkly out against the black volcanic sand harvested from Polyargos. The remainder of the space is filled with what is scarcely more than finely crushed gravel, the coarse, unforgiving particles liberated from the famed Shipwreck Isle. A tiny silver bell has been fastened to the neck of the bottle, and the mouth is stoppered with a sliver of cork still redolent of rum.
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Oh and also*:Appearance
a sinister ring depicting a savage beast of legend
Dropped
Lurking in the shadows, a ring twisted into a mythical beast lies here, awaiting an unfortunate finger.
Examined
Forged in the depths of some lunatic mind, this twisted piece of steel has been carefully crafted to resemble the mythical beast of legend: a creature with the head of a shark, the body of a bear and the menacing, sucker-laden tentacles of an octopus. Several inches in length, the ring spans three-quarters of a finger, the tentacles twisting downward to form the band to hold the jewelry in place. The haunches and back of the furry carnivore hunker against the knuckle, the intricate engraving turning the pelt into a series of needle-sharp spikes. Extending towards the tip of the finger, the massive mouth of the cold-blooded predator yawns open, row upon row of tiny ivory teeth visible in its gaping maw. Two miniscule obsidian beads represent the glass-like, emotionless eyes of the marine terrorist, finishing off this sinister depiction of the fabled nightmare-inducing creature.
*I tried to sneak 'bearsharktopus' into the dropped desc, but they wouldn't let me
No no Taraus, that's ok, but this was a far better piece of your work IMO.
Appearance
A spyglass crafted from salvaged wreckage
Dropped
A sinister spyglass rolls on the ground here, fallen from the pirate's hand
Examined
Pieced together by an innovative hand, this portentous spyglass hosts a variety
of disparate materials, each originating from a different source. Crafted from
the salvaged wreckage of sunken vessels, each part serves as testament to the
skill of the captain who sent the protesting bones beneath. The nesting,
graduated tubes that form the lens shaft have been made from several slender
strips of wood, each differing in hue and grain quality. The miniature staves
have been carefully fitted to form the sleek barrel shape, and tiny bands of
copper and brass hold the cylinders together. Like the natural material of the
body, the metals used on the spyglass vary in colour and texture; brightly
polished and glinting in some places, heavily pocked and verdigrised in others.
Three tendril-thin strips of sail canvas have been braided to form a fine rope,
the lanyard fastened to one end of the glass, allowing it to be hung from a belt
or wrist.
Oi! @Coeur, come back.
I do have specific ideas in mind for what I want, so if you can work with me, that is a bonus.
And, this one wasn't done by me, but @Morro designed it, and @Orklanishkal proposed with it:
a motley guttersnipe's bow
Dropped by a flagrant vagrant, feather and bell decorate this motley bow.
Fit for a cad's wielding, an array of disparate materials have been cobbled together, crafting a deadly, if motley, recurve bow. The sinister arc of upper and lower limbs are created by mercilessly bent switches of young bamboo and osage orange, the still-green timber flexed to retain the taut curve. The mismatched woods meet in discordant harmony, joined by a handle hewn from a chunk of driftwood. A series of intricate, whimsical carvings scrimshaw the smooth surface of the weatherworn tidewrack, with a scrap of patchwork bandana tied around the grip as a cushioning afterthought. A thin, resilient cord of twisted horsehair spans the nocks, an entwined tendril of platinum throwing a glinting sparkle from the otherwise dull bowstring, and a jade bead rests at the centre to guide a drawn arrow. A single, slate-hued falcon feather spins from the top, the windcatcher plumage serving as a tell, and a shining silver bell dangles beneath, each fired projectile accompanied by a tell-tale jingle.