Tag: swordsmith
The Meridia Arming Sword
∴ A Perfect Circle∴ The pocked oak door closes behind you with a muffled thud, soft, as if the building itself is chastened into reverent hush. A familiar scent fills the empty space: yellowed pages, paraffin candles, long-extinguished incense, dust. You wonder if every…
The Nobilissima Rapier
∴ A Noble Calling∴ Rosy evening rays blush over golden stone and softly lapping waters. A lull settles over the harbour as fishermen and dock workers pause wordlessly to watch the sun perform its swansong. You drink in the salt-tinged air and feel a…
The Pandaemonia Dussack (Discordian Suite)
∴ A Darkling Voyage ∴ You thought nothing could be darker than the benighted vista before you – an infinity of ink-black sea and sky, unbounded by horizon, unpierced by stars. Then you saw the ship. Its darkness is a corporeal kin to that…
The Estella Smallsword
∴ A First Light Liaison∴ A chorus of birdsong heralds your arrival, footsteps certain over darkened, dew-strewn grass. A familiar surge takes hold of you. Once again in the half-light, while the city sleeps behind you, you come to meet your fate. It’s said…
The Helvetica Montante
∴ A Binding Force∴ Mounted high above the mantle, the greatsword is an imposing thing. Your fellow confedorates can hardly keep their eyes from it, though whether they’re assured by its promised protection or cowed by insinuated force, you cannot guess. The sword is…
The Bellifortis Flail
∴ A Heroic Improbability∴ Time does not grind so much as thud to a standstill, leaving you staring at your adversary, hands tight around the mahogany haft. In that second-between-seconds, you almost want to laugh at the preposterousness of the situation. That it should…
The Entropia Sidesword (Discordian Suite)
∴ A Lingering Void ∴ You cannot remember finding the sword, nor lifting it from its dark stone pedestal. You only know that you craved it, and it was in your hand. Turning the blackened hilt in the half-light, you examine its strange engravings,…
