There are many weapons, and many people wielding them. Perhaps one of the most dangerous ones, without barely a soul knowing of its existence, is Mar'dormar. This massive half ethereal scythe has been made by Gaelwyn, an Archlich, and is still in possession of said Archlich. The ruins left behind in its wake have nothing to do with the power of the scythe itself, but how it is wielded. Responding to intent alone, it's one magical property if you will, this scythe is capable of anything, as long as its owner wishes it to and has the power to do so.
"Sure, it's a nice stabby-thing. Sure, yours is shinier. But mine? Mine's -special-." -Gaelwyn, on Mar'dormar.-
I never use this weapon anymore, but I, not selling it. It's been with me for eight years, developing its own story just like Gaelwyn has. If you are interested in this design I can design you something like it, but this particular one remains with me.
"Sure, it's a nice stabby-thing. Sure, yours is shinier. But mine? Mine's -special-." -Gaelwyn, on Mar'dormar.-
I never use this weapon anymore, but I, not selling it. It's been with me for eight years, developing its own story just like Gaelwyn has. If you are interested in this design I can design you something like it, but this particular one remains with me.
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