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Because you can't properly hex something without a place to store all the negative spiritual energy that comes from it:
an ebon-embroidered hex bag
Sickly aromas of bittersweet nightshade and fetid hemlock surround a small bag
Dyed the sombre grey of the skies before a deluge, soft silk is sewn into a small bag crafted to hold hexed items. Dark velvet lining swathes the spell sachet's interior, and a black ribbon draws easily through the top casing, cinching it closed. Ebon embroidery limns the image of an intricate spiderweb over the bag's silken surface. Sprigs of nightshade and slender feathers are suspended from the centre of the gossamer threads, where a small, bone bijou of an inverted pentacle rests.
appearance: a wine-red slip dress belted with a copper chain
And finally started in on house descriptions, here's the front garden...
These wraith-like wings are birthed from the Parthren Gare, the magic of the dragon plane imbuing the silvery mist which wreathes them. Trapped and shaped by elemental magic, the ethereal fog makes up the entirety of this relic of power. Their translucent appearance reveals the shape of draconic pinions, yet retains an indistinct quality not unlike the vacillating form of an air elemental. Sparks of lightning-like energy crackle sporadically across the wings, forking outward past the edges and outlining their majestic shape before fading into memory. Often folded tightly to the body of the wearer, they occasionally shift in response to an unseen force or mental impulse, spreading out to their full span only on command.It weighs about 6 pounds.It bears the distinctive mark of Sarathai.It will reset to you.
Short: a barbaric shield of Istarion crownwoodDropped: Blackened and
battered, an ominous piece of Istarion crownwood lies here.Examined: Blackened and scarred, a piece of Istarion crownwood is twisted and battered into the form of a lightweight adarga. This oval-shaped shield appears three hand-lengths wide, slightly curved to fit perfectly around the wielder's forearm. Heavily gouged with numerous battle scars, the face of this barbaric shield bears the glory of countless encounters. Serrated fragments of bone and steel are embedded deeply into the centre, the arrangement enfleshing a macabre visage of an Istarion viper. Bloodstained fangs are lodged in a bizzare pattern along the edge, providing a menacing array to the otherwise chaotic display of disfigured bark. Contrasting sharply with the blackened exterior, pale-golden kamatlan fur lines the interior of the shield, providing padding against the intense blows of battle. Worn leather straps inscribed with archaic serpentine symbols hold the wielder's forearms into the greaves, granting stability with speed. Hidden amongst the chaos, ancient Aldar runes faintly glow near the bottom edge of the shield.
Short: a sinuous spider silk lashDropped: Coiled in a glistening silver-white pile, a brutally
elegant lash lies here.Examined: Examined: Possessing brutal elegance, this lash lacks the
typical leather of mundane weaponry. Several dozen strands of spidersilk are
gnarled together to form the flexible tail of this lash. Gleaming
white threads glint dangerously in the shadows, graced with a
pearlescent sheen that reveal the mystic empowerment bestowed
upon the lash. Tapering to a visciously thin point, the length of the lash
vibrates and twitches sporadically, responding to the slightest of
movements. A worn handle of blackened crownwood is affixed
to the other end, intricately carved with the markings
of overlapping scales. Wide, gaping jaws expose a set of ivory fangs,
glistening with the venom of an Istarion boalisk. The viperid pommel is adorned
with a pair of polished peridot eyes, simmering softly in a sinister
I'm a fan of the sari.
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
...But you'll always follow the voices beneath.
My bastard sword's appearance! Made it very Xae-like
brief:a flame-bladed bastard sword
dropped:Thrust firmly into the ground, a flame-like sword stands its lonely station.
examined:Forged by the hand of a grandmaster blacksmith, the once-gleaming white of this titanium bastard sword is now dulled and blackened, lending a sinister hue to the deadly blade. Having a characteristically undulating style of blade, the wave in the blade contributes a flame-like appearance that almost brings it to life as it renders flesh from bone with ease. Covering the knuckles of the upper hand, two obsidian dragon scales shingle one over the other to create a unique crossguard. Upon further inspection, braided black leather wraps the handle for a comfortable grip and balance of immense strength, coupled with exceptional traction. The grip flares out near the unusual ring-shaped pommel that stands on the end allowing for more versatility in combat. Embedded within the blade above the crossguard is a star-shaped gem of a blue and green topaz, allowing a faint oceanic glimmer of colour to distract one's eye.
I hope you read it once through before submitting it! I spotted a few errors such as "this lithe figures lazuli eyes" and the daybreak reaction: "she lowers it the rest in her lap". Might be a costly mistake if customisations decide to charge for correcting them!Otherwise, that's a nifty as heck figurehead.