Favorite Achaean possession

Kyrra

My favourite is probably my Chenubian wings, since I paid enough for them >.>

Amunet

I have a lot of items that I absolutely adore, from the mundane to the customised, but I have four that have so many good memories attached that I would never be able to part with them. The first is the Shield of Absorption that Imyrr bought for me when he got sick of watching me die while bashing. Imyrr was Amunet's best friend from the time he passed novicehood until the time he quit Achaea. They were like the Jack and Karen of the Occultists. I still miss him like crazy.

a lustrous black shield

 A black shield lies here, its surface glistening eerily.

This glassy, atrous shield is preternaturally beautiful, its convex surface gleaming like obsidian, but glowing with a viridian lustre. Measuring two and a half feet in diameter, it is large enough to offer ample protection for most warriors, but its deceptively fragile appearance inspires some doubt 

as to its utility. Small, asymmetrical shards of shimmering hematite have been meticulously arranged to form a mosaic of the arrows of Chaos, the stormy stones lightly contrasting with the shield's caliginous body, drawing one's gaze toward its centre. Faintly visible below the surface, spindly 

green veins seem to pulsate deep within the shield, loaning the otherwise inanimate object a peculiar, lifelike ambience.

You begin to wield a lustrous black shield in your left hand.

As you hoist your shield into position, a pair of viscous, emerald green tentacles twist lovingly around your forearm, securing the shield in place.

You cease wielding a lustrous black shield in your left hand.

As you lower your shield, the tentacles relax their grip upon your arm, retracting placidly back into the shield.


There was also the custom-bound journal that @Lianca gave Amunet for Logosmas. It was a copy of the Enchiridion of Oblivion, the Nihilist holy book, which I'd RPed using as a sort of family Bible, entering in the dates of births, marriages, and deaths of members of Amu's family. It was an incredibly thoughtful gift, and one of which I will always be fond.

a journal bound in dark leather

Adorned with a single, ever-watchful platinum eye, a dark journal has been discarded here.

Wrapped front to back in fine-grained, supple leather, this large and heavy journal is of such a dark brown hue that it may be mistaken for black. Clenched and grasping the tome, three clawed hands of polished platinum clasp and reinforce the thick spine, preventing damage from repeated readings. Embossed upon the front are two iconic symbols. In chief is an ornate crown, the fine metal artfully blackened to grant it a gleaming pitch hue, and further engraved to accord a tactile representation of gemstones and decoration. Beneath this, in traditional, frigidly bright, polished platinum, is an open eye, exquisitely tooled to pick out the iris and pupil in deepening variegations of shadow.


That same Logosmas, Amu's kids, @Morro, @Mariya, and @Colivar pooled their credits and got me a custom tarot deck. I got the shit spoiled out of me that Logosmas, which was nice, considering how terrible that particular holiday season was for me in real life. These gifts, and the people who gave them, really helped me to keep my head up after my dad died. I feel lucky to have met such a sweet and supportive group of people.

a deck of algid, gem-studded platinum

Left to languish here is a gem-studded tarot deck.

Pale and luminous, this deck is comprised of high-quality platinum and bedecked in glittering gems. The precious metal is polished to a frigid pallor, its surface the intense white of snow in the light of the winter sun. The front face bears a shield of like metal dominated by a crown of stark, 

blazing black diamonds, the sudden contrast sharp on the eye. The multitudinous facets glitter madly beneath any light, stealing away the shine of the tiny white gemstones peppered about the corners of the deck. Upon the opposite face are a series of what appear to be names, pressed so deeply into the metal they lend a very tactile quality. Beneath these, capped by elegant scrollwork, are the words, "Chaos before blood."


Finally, Ezekial and Asennath, two of the inhabitants of the Occultists' House Estate, celebrated Amunet's fiftieth year as the Demiurge by getting me a gorgeous parasol. I think if I had to choose an item that is my absolute favourite, this would probably be it. 

an ebon silk parasol

An ebon silk parasol lies forgotten here.

Designed to shade only the most elegant of society ladies, this parasol is constructed from a wheel-like series of ivory rods which radiate outward from the central shaft, serving as the skeleton. Stretched taut over the spokes, the finest ebony silk glistens softly in the light, the rich fabric 

embroidered in jade with swirling patterns, among them tentacles and snarling faces. The curving handle is shaped from deep emerald, perfectly clear glass, within whose depths a thousand tiny bubbles dance and catch the light, seeming to shift from moment to moment.

push parasol

You open an ebon silk parasol out and point it skywards, shielding your head from the elements.

turn parasol

You rest an open ebon silk parasol on your shoulder and spin it casually.

pull parasol

You snap an open ebon silk parasol shut, tucking it under one arm.

Raem

From an RP point of view Raem's favorite Achaean possession would be his childhood journal decorated with fish scales. I'm also a poor noob and I don't have crap. My old character had a driftwood stationary kit which I loved.

Kandra

Someone asked me this IG and I said I didn't have one, so he handed me his journal and said keep it. Now I do.

Ahmet

Klendathu said:

Antidas said:

a twisted platinum torque

I've got one of those too, and a couple of keys from Keresis' temple

I'd be happy to take those off your hands.

Katzchen

Way too many choices... 

My top two picks would have to be:

Silent Hope

Forged from a rust-hued alloy of the finest steel and gold, this blade exhibits a sharp curve along its length, accentuated by a runed groove carved into the metal. The narrow tang is encased by a grip of cream leather in an intricate cross-hatch pattern. Rounding off the grip is a square pommel fashioned from diamond, affording perfect balance to this masterfully crafted weapon. At the base of the blade is a thin band of unknown metal that suffuses the sword with a soft icy glow.

jagged wings of ivory and bone

Carefully hewn from pieces of ivory and human bone, these delicate wings have been bleached to an alabaster white. Each segment is carved to a jagged, sharpened point, the obsidian seams and joins creating intricate patterns in stark contrast to the blanched bone. Fully jointed, this exquisite piece of craftsmanship moves fluidly with the wearer, the faint clatter of bone on bone echoing eerily through the air. Fastened to the wings are leather straps of blackest midnight, designed to cross over the front of the chest, allowing them to be worn. Etched in a flowing silver across the straps are mystical runes representing exploration, freedom, and new beginnings, the esoteric symbols repeating to circle around the entire piece.


Her pet fox, a customised crated mini, "a keen-eyed silver fox" and custom pegasus she's had pretty much her entire life "a flame wreathed ebon pegasus" Definitely get special mentions though.


I absolutely adore that blade name though... and the wings are a new-ish customisation, but I love them!

Atalkez

This was my first gift received from anyone IG. Just recently made it non-decay.

This small silver brooch has been cleverly moulded to depict a blackbird hopping along a branch. The
blackbird sits precariously, its wings slightly extended for balance upon its perch. A tilted head
gives the impression of staring outward toward admirers of the brooch. Two hyphenated gemstones have
been placed in the eyes and give off glints of deep red when kissed by the light. The silver of the
blackbird has been carefully oxidised to darken the metal for authenticity and contrasts nicely
against the polished brightness of the branch below. The brooch has been rendered in such intricate
detail that the individual feathers of the blackbird and swirling grain on the wood of the branch
are visible on closer inspection.
It weighs 2 ounce(s).
It bears the distinctive mark of Atalkez.

Kez

I won this in the Delosian games and have never for a single second regretted getting the no-decay/resetting upgrade for it. I still love playing with this. I just wish I could make it follow me.

You remove a small jewelled dragonlet. (It's a wearable pet.)

Releasing your shoulder, the colourful creature begins whirring softly again.

You carefully turn the crank between a small jewelled dragonlet's wings and let it go. The glittering creature takes off into the air, colourful wings whirring. (Turn it to put it in the room. Dropping it breaks it.)

Wings whirring to keep it afloat, a dragonlet of piecework gems hovers mid-air. (ql)

The gears inside a small jewelled dragonlet slow to a halt, then begin spinning in reverse. (Random event when it's flying around the room.)

With an exceptional burst of movement, a small jewelled dragonlet flutters in a circle around the area. (another random)

Pieced together from an assortment of rare and precious gemstones, the jewelled scales of this mechanical dragonlet reflect light in all colours of the rainbow. Each small gear and joint that allows this creature movement is fashioned of bright silver, polished to a shine that rivals that of the glittering stones. The inner workings of this mechanised creature emit a soft hum, ticking with a regular rhythm as they bring motion and a rough approximation of life to this clever creation. The vaguely pleasant scent of lubricating oils and combustion smoke lingers about it in a haze. A pair of squarely cut emeralds are set into either side of the mechanical beast's head, glittering darkly.

A small jewelled dragonlet looks weak and feeble.

He has 100% health remaining.

He weighs about 7 pounds.

You see nothing in it.

It will reset to you.

You pick up a small jewelled dragonlet.

You are now wearing a small jewelled dragonlet. (Kind of like a parrot, but not!)

The colourful creature gently digs its claws into your shoulder, perching there as its wings cease their soft whirring.

Rip

My favorite item in this game is age.  Something you can't buy...you have to live it out....

Woulfen

I really like my boots! They are heavy and made of black leather with dragon claws on the front and etched with dragon scales.

Aereidhna

My pillow - it's an order item of Lady Valnurana's and I got it as a gift for winning an essence contest. I love dropping it for people when they need to sleep, and it's a good conversation starter if people are curious about Her but may not know much. I immediately had it made nondecay and resetting, best decision ever.

Lately I'm really in love with my hurdy gurdy and the hollowed skull, I haven't had a chance to use either as much as I'd like yet though! 

My ships. I love them more than anything. I would marry them if I could. Best gold sink ever.

Aodfionn

A pure, unblemished construct of devotional power, this magnificent staff glows with an ethereal incandescence. Twin torrents of cascading energies intertwine endlessly within the spire's clear quartz core, one glittering with a weave of gold and ivory motes, the other surging with an intense white-hot flame. A gleaming golden crystal crowns its top, encircled by a resplendent phoenix worked in polished ivory. The creature's burnished plumes of brass shimmer with a nacarat hue. The staff terminates in an ornately inscribed platinum ferrule, which bears a repeating pattern of polished eudialyte and red tourmaline cabochon stones embedded along its breadth in distinctly fluvial filigree. A numinous aura thrums about the staff, yielding an expression of authority that is unmistakably of Divine origin.

Morthif

Aodfionn said:

A pure, unblemished construct of devotional power, this magnificent staff glows with an ethereal incandescence. Twin torrents of cascading energies intertwine endlessly within the spire's clear quartz core, one glittering with a weave of gold and ivory motes, the other surging with an intense white-hot flame. A gleaming golden crystal crowns its top, encircled by a resplendent phoenix worked in polished ivory. The creature's burnished plumes of brass shimmer with a nacarat hue. The staff terminates in an ornately inscribed platinum ferrule, which bears a repeating pattern of polished eudialyte and red tourmaline cabochon stones embedded along its breadth in distinctly fluvial filigree. A numinous aura thrums about the staff, yielding an expression of authority that is unmistakably of Divine origin.

Mine, gimme!

Austere

Morthif said:

Aodfionn said:

A pure, unblemished construct of devotional power, this magnificent staff glows with an ethereal incandescence. Twin torrents of cascading energies intertwine endlessly within the spire's clear quartz core, one glittering with a weave of gold and ivory motes, the other surging with an intense white-hot flame. A gleaming golden crystal crowns its top, encircled by a resplendent phoenix worked in polished ivory. The creature's burnished plumes of brass shimmer with a nacarat hue. The staff terminates in an ornately inscribed platinum ferrule, which bears a repeating pattern of polished eudialyte and red tourmaline cabochon stones embedded along its breadth in distinctly fluvial filigree. A numinous aura thrums about the staff, yielding an expression of authority that is unmistakably of Divine origin.

Mine, gimme!

Key word: staff.  Give to the magi! 

Saeva

a green oval scale

Holding a roughly oval shape, this scale is smooth and flat, with its tip curved 

into a concave arch. Despite its size, its heavy weight hints towards both 

density and strength. A subtle, natural lustre reflects a small fraction of 

light off of its bright green surface, but otherwise the scale remains 

unspectacular.

touch scale:

You clasp a green oval scale within your hands, and warmth swells through your 

palms before slowly fading away.


Might seem a strange thing to favour, but it's 100% my most favourite item in Achaea.

Kayeil

Beautiful calla lily Atalkez made for me and gave me today.   White calla lilies are my favorite, but I've only seen pink ones in Achaea. This is definitely one of the most thoughtful, and gorgeous gifts I've ever been given.

a stark-white calla lily

      Composed of a beautiful and exquisitely delicate hue, this funnel-shaped blossom forms a vivid corona of ivory petals. Dusted on the interior with fine, iridescent pollen from the protruding golden spadix at its centre, the lush bloom emits a subtle fragrance that entices the senses. The single, thick stem attached to the lily is of a dark green, an indicator of the flower's lively vigour. Elegant in its austerity, the graceful, clean lines lends an air of whimsical appeal.

Zuko

My personal favorite possession. Picked him up at the Ivy-covered Archway to Minia. At first he called me "Si-i-ir" and "Master", but he soon became my favorite pet ever once we got out of that phase! The terrible twos I suppose.

Inventory: @Mishgul timidly pokes his head out of your pack.

Dropped:  @Mishgulis curled up here, sleeping soundly. 

Examined: He is a human. His dark hair is short and neatly combed back. He has one eye of dark grey, the other 

has been stitched shut and looks eerily hollow from the way the eyelid sags over the socket. He has 

greying stubble across his chin. His skin is a bronze colour. He carries an escarbuncle branded on the inside of his left wrist.

Borran

@Mishgul is an OP artie. Delete PLZ.

Selira

a tailored set of crimson alchemical robes

Kept tight to the body in order to prevent swaying cloth from interfering with lab work, these robes 
are cut from heavy hessian cloth and dyed deep crimson. The alchemist clearly in mind in the design 
of these robes, threads made from thin wire of the higher metals of copper, silver, and gold have 
been woven into the thick fabric to provide visual contrast. The robes are closed at the sides and 
shoulders to provide further protection against spills, each button carved out of dark lead. Full 
sleeves extend to the wrist of the wearer, and the garment is cut long, ending at the ankles. A high 
collar can be buttoned close around the neck of the wearer to provide added protection. The interior 
of the robes are lined with cerulean blue satin, reminiscent of the winter sky over the Vashnars.

I held onto a silver token for about an RL year trying to find something to customize, and the first thing I found that made sense were the class robes. There's a lot going on here - a mix of practicality, symbolism and style that I think really defines Sel's relationship with her art. And it's not just a lab coat.

Tharvis

probably this memento

A frozen image of a vibrant xaohlatl.
Heavy down covers the colossal body of this exotic avian, the plumage possessed of a vibrant hue. 
From an ultramarine underbelly, the plume lightens into rich azure at the breast and shifts brighter 
still upon the back: the massive, twenty-five feet wingspan gleams a pale celeste, the tertian 
feathers zigzagged with forks of yellow which course across the rump and taper away. Almost double 
the length of the main body, lacy tail coverts flow behind the tropical bird as though wispy 
streamers of glittering turquoise. Thin legs protrude from her sleek abdomen and gnarl into three 
curved, scythe-like talons, her weight balanced easily upon long toes. Atop the glorious colourings, 
a spherical head of mottled blue and gold bears dark, beady eyes through which she gazes with an 
inherent curiosity, set above a deadly bill. She is called 'Ostira.'
 A vibrant xaohlatl is quite powerful.

which @Ryldagh graciously made for me