The Vault: Weapon of Life and Death
When I stabbed ‘im, the blade shone bright, like the sun itself, an’ I felt a strength rush into me. But just as quick, it went real cold. The air was thick with it. Death.
The Vault: Hammer of Banishment
The handle was sturdy, and the head of it—two fists, one pointin’ one way, the other the other way. Every time that hammer hit, it cracked like thunder, and the demon hissed. That hammer was magic.
The Vault: Gravegun
“Gravegun.” That’s what it whispered, I’m sure of it now.
The Vault: The Breakfast Club
The club and I—we ain’t heroes. We ain’t villains neither. We’re just hungry.
The Vault: Hammer Whip
The hammer whip struck the first assailant with a fierce blow. The beast fell with a shockwave that tore through the air, sending two more of the creatures reeling.
The Vault: Needler Dart
Enchanted with the bird’s essence, the dart flew straight and true, always returning to the hand of its master.
The Vault: Javelin of Splitting
When thrown, this javelin magically splits into multiple javelins, potentially striking several targets at once.
The Vault: Branch of the World Tree
The branch of the world tree was a gift to a circle of druids and rangers charged with the conservation of forests.
The Vault: The Favorite
The favorite is no ordinary weapon; it’s a relic steeped in the mystique of a secretive Ranger Conclave, the Order of Culling.
The Vault: Weapon of Warping
The weapon of warping: crafted by hands long since dust, likely emerged from the anvil of conflict, though its true maker is lost to time.