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@Jurixe is excellent with designing, better than @Agrias.
Yeah. I designed her falcon.
go for the colossal shield of reinforced oakwood
@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 said:How silly of me, this isn't gaudy.Maefeng said:<Complete description of Maefeng's customised peryton, Belias.
How silly of me, this isn't gaudy.
<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
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
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
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.
No no Taraus, that's ok, but this was a far better piece of your work IMO.
A spyglass crafted from salvaged wreckage
A sinister spyglass rolls on the ground here, fallen from the pirate's hand
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.
a pair of black gloves plated with ironA 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 hairA 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 medallionA 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 ringA 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.