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-Longsword of Shanaha-

~Written exerpts taken from storylines within the Legion of Light~

 

Shedments of the remaining days light flitted thorugh tha window within his resided chamber. He himself was working almost savagely as he was scuffing a stone upon a blade held sternly within his lap, and beneath the ankle of his foreleg curled beneath him. His other hand was enwrapped about a green-black marbled hilt which leapt upwards a good enough length to enable both of his hands usage as well as some excess room for sliding and extra leverage for particular swings. A calloused thumb was pressed firmly to the metal guard connecting blade to hilt..slowly prying tha signia upon an obtuse triangle slanted upon tha joint. there were seven made holes within the blade itself..each barely a centimeter in diameter. each on only behind one edge of tha blade. The edges themselves were being chiseled and worked to a perfect sharpness beyond even that of a razors. Tendrils of tha ravens hair were draped about his every chiseled feature, one task on his physical mind working hard with his untold endurance, never ceasing or withdrawing from the motions, entranced within the visage of his hand in quickened movement. Perfection sliding back and forth along tha blade gained from decades and decades of wielding various swords and weaponry. This one was his finest though. Of his own clans makings, by his own design he had it made by tha blacksmiths with the blades made from the metal mined from the caves within his clans land. Tha legions tunic and donnings were hung upon tha wall for his rooms showings, not like any came in in the first place, but such was more for him to remind him where he was and of his prioritiez duties. He was himself now half clothed only in his snugging leathers, letting tha rays of tha sun breathe down and sink into his flesh, rewarming his body to its rightful temperature and perhaps refueling him with tha fire he needed for the passion within his fighting and doings in bed with found female companions. What could be said to be moments later were more liably a few hours, his hand was still gripped upon tha swords handle..his other hand was now bearing a reptilian fleshed sheath resembling tha of some younger dragon or large reptile. His eyes watched the metal glimmer and catch on tha suns shining rays. It was an awesome sight, one he kept his attention on every second he slid its length into its given sheath. With an uttered word he could turn tha metal into a sheer dark blackness. To ward off any and all glimmerments of light in the necessities of stealth combat. Tha seal of his clans crest came to slide into the engrooved nook on tha sheath...fitting the entirety of tha guard to tha sheath in sought perfect fitting. His hand held it with the blade to the ground as he was accustomed to using them. His other hand moved to the bed beside him..encurling fingers within the metal web connecting four studded spikes which he could use for bashing in an opponents fingers. Beyond those studs rested a second blade..this one in the form of a dagger. Seven strong inches in length two of the same holes upon the base of hta blade. Such he began to fittingly swivel upon tha end of the sword...made for such combingings, two blades on one handle. One for severe usage, the other for counters and parries. That sheathe was then able to be slung over a shoulder with its size well over that of a longsword, but perhaps less than that of a claymere. Something if sitting. Fittingly he gazed out tha window as he made the last draw from a

strap, his gaze settling upon tha view outside his window.

 

-Tricks of the blade-

For those of you who may wonder about a trick or two this weapon holds, keep in mind our characters live in a realm where magic exists, Torin himself has acquired a good many tricks and illusionary abilities as well as some spells and such from his diety. One of those tricks is to enable a cord to be see through, invisible in a sense. It is a cord,which does not snap, break, tear; if it did, its purpose would not be suffice. <br>

Torin wears two armguards, same leather as the rest of his armor. These mostly cover his forearms and the palm to top of the hand. The cord itself is kept in a rigging within the guards underside. The other end is kept near the hilt of the sword itself, where its kept tied to an inner trigger within the hilt. The trigger, when jerked upon or with the proper amount of force and or pull, will unravel the trigger within the hilt. This will cause the spikes to move out of the hilt itself, thusly impaling the bearers hand with sharpened lil pricklies the size of a pencil, and strong enough to move through bone.

 

-Venom-

dagger of poison

 

The blade is forged of tempered steel, approximately 4 inches in length, the bone handle approximately 2 inches long, slightly roughened for gripping and an ring attachment so it can be used for conceilment. The ring is made of sliver with the head of a viper upon it, two emeralds set within its eyes. upon close inspection one can see the end of the handle can be removed, the handle itself a holding chamber for the poision that flows down a small chamber into the blade.

 

This was a gift made by a blacksmith friend Ravenna.

Either by pressing on a button upon the handles side, or by tossing the weapon to enter into ones body, a small mechanism on the blade is a pressure plate, as it embeds within the skin it releases a dose of the poision, as does the button if only a surface wound or a scratch is to be initiated. Two vials of poison of accompanies this, other vials can be purchased at 10 gp each and one vial of antivenom for Viper and Black widow vemon poison only.

 

-Poisons-

Viper Venom - Works in a matter of moments, a painful death unless antivenom is given.

 

Black Widow Venom - works much the same as the viper venom, except one withers in pain for hours and the area inflicted by the wound will not heal properly and the skin breaks down leaving a permant scar if a saving throw is made, if not and antivenom or in the case of this poision, the victim does not get healed, death will come in a matter of six hours

 

-Daggers-

A dozen daggers, half are made of the same ore as the original given, painstakingly she had searched and found a green marble to match that of the original that set upon the very top of the rest. A few of the marble hits however, did very in colaration of beiing slightly darker or lighter than the rest. the other six daggers blades were made of the black melatonie, lightweight , but most of all , they kept a razor edge, one not easily dulled

 

-Twin Falcions of Shanaha-

 

Added to the blade listed above which is sheathed along his spinal cord, but not attached directly upon it for bending and whatnot. Two more swords, twin falchions, which are sheathed on the inner sides of each quiver. Regretfully these two swords were never fully described in Torin's history. But both wield the same hilt as the one above. Blades of a thickness used for the dismembering of limbs and the parrying if not breaking of anothers blades.