The Callers of Battle, as they were known in the forest that is now Dreadnaught Desert, three items to combat the corrupt Dark Queen and her growing army of perverse and vile desire and greed. The three items were known as this collectively, taking a good portion of the war to create, each one had a similar ability designed with them that made of them a trio, despite the difference and varying intended forms. The items were made by bathing them in the life force of beings, called then "the spirits", but in truth, were demons breed and empowered and brought into being the aids and servants of those who wield these three items, though as a means the demons are bred to be ideal servants and aid, not forcing a person to be its user, waiting to bind with instead those ideal mentally and spiritually for the eternal binding of their design.

The Jesters Cane: Intended to be used to sneak its owner into the depths of the tower where the Queen made her home, the Jesters Cane clad its owner within robes and fabrics of any sort to guise them within the ranks as a simple clown and entertainer to the Queen, at the time however do to lack of full information they did not know that the Queen had long either ended the life of the court jesters or turned them to beasts for her denizens entertainment in favor of other means of "laughter" she had made time ago. However, the Cane still had its tricks do to its Demon servant, able to hide its user and protect them by altering their shape within the eternally worn costumes. The Demon's breed for this of the Callers favors the power of possession, both of flesh and fabric to allow them to change their user as they see fit for their task. This is Symbiotic of the Demon, who gains from the union the joy of feeling the joy and pleasure of life and sustenance as their owner would, leading them to deeply care for their other half as if themselves. The Union is not perfect, leading though a good pair formed in time odd for some years of adjustment, and even then people unknowingly mistake this strange "Jester" as a person with a fragmented mind of more then one voice..

Ryders Lead: Made to turn even the most frail into commanding generals against the Queen's beasts to scare the massess of the dreadnaught. Locking itself upon the wrist of its intended wearer, the will and knowledge that the demon it is part of flows freely into its new owner, erasing the fear from body where it can cloud the mind, giving them the strategical insight to fight even the most frightening beasts or the tactics to evade them. The Ryders as they are known take command in the most daunting of times, inspiriting strength to combat the corruption when thought is needed when the shadows of terror hide logic, to bring action to their plans, the body of the demon that joins the Ryders lead, bare of its will power and intelligence, leaving its physical form a beast of burden only to take action as its bound partner decrees. To give mercy to this union, the Ryder feels the most emotion for taking care of the flesh of their Demon mount and steeds, showing their hearts to this creature as if part of their soul only exists to them. Should Ryder be in danger or unable to give command, the Demon's own spirit sparks with intend and a wild frenzy to protect them, but if the demon is found vanquished, the Ryder can not help but dread of loss and broken heart, to a point it has been known to kill the wielder, to this day the stories still say that of all the tragedies to happen within the war, it is the cry of the strong willed Ryders heartbreak that could twist event he corrupt Queens on heartless beast to tears...

The Brides Strength: Deceitful to name and form, this is perhaps the closest to an item of the Corrupt Queen's dungeon. Changing the meek and frail to powerful beasts of their former selves, ready to take on at even any monstrosity of the Queen's court. The wielders body is outright drenched in a demons aura, overflowing with rough power and strength they could hardly imagine in their prior life to the point they neigh loose their mind in animistic urges. To help contend with this drastic transformation, their own demon is summoned, a small meek body itself as if taking its owners own to become their new "owner", the appearance only deceit itself, as these demons still wield powerful magics and strength near on par with their "mounts", in times of need using their own powers at full to augment their bounded wielder with pure magical gifts akin to the demons elemental nature, the speed so vast they become the wind itself within the sky, a body so powerful it is as living stone, a temperament so wild they are an inferno of the battlefield. Though cheeky and commanding, the Demon's were long breed to be able partners to control their "mounts" with caring and firm hands, bringing the best of their rage in battle, whilst keeping their soul at ease in times of rest with a tender touch...

These demons are breed long ago within the dreadnaught by unknown means, but they all when born anew and further give life to a new caller of battle upon each generation. There is story however, of the mother of all these demons whose power is unrivaled by her children, with a temperament to match either of them searching for "contracts" anew like her children. They say that those few in the past who fell in the war, found their souls brought to the pits of the inferno to be claimed by this demon, starting of a new demon kingdom of her own, what this entitles, no living soul knows..

 floralia-forest universe, the callers of battle © myself
Dreadnaught Desert, the Corrupt Queen ©  metalzaki
With a bit more help from dear miss Ryo  ryokodarkwing Hehe ^>^