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Kyle1322 at 18:24, 25 October 2025

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	This gauntlet is capable of making temporary gateways into Oklamat's Treasury, which is a massive plane full of wealth, opulence, and everything that has ever been created, such as swords, chairs, and everything in between. Only the caster may enter through this portal, or those blessed by Oklamat.		This gauntlet is capable of making temporary gateways into Oklamat's Treasury, which is a massive plane full of wealth, opulence, and everything that has ever been created, such as swords, chairs, and everything in between. Only the caster may enter through this portal, or those blessed by Oklamat.
	It is also capable of taking things out temporarily, such as a chair, a cool sword, etc..however they only last for 10 turns before dissipating back into the treasury. There is a ten turn cooldown on this ability.		It is also capable of taking things out temporarily, such as a chair, a cool sword, etc..however they only last for 10 turns before dissipating back into the treasury. There is a ten turn cooldown on this ability.

			Seeds of the Lifegiver
			Rumored Location: ???



			Backstory:

			The morning dew lightly peppered the forests of the auldwood, giving a shimmering glaze like that of sugar on a pastry as the sun peeked its gleaming golden head from the sky. A single man stepped out of his cabin in the woods, stretching his arms as he yawned, and prepared for the days work. His clothing was well worn and shaggy, with big brown baggy pants that barely held on to his rather lithe form, and a white linen shirt that seemed covered in a variety of green grass-like stains. He clearly was a man of the forest, and he had spent most of his life here. His brown ragged hair was hardly tended to beyond a bit of a ruffle, and his face was dirt stained from the time he tripped on a root the night previous. Today, he would be making a run for produce at the local markets at a village just outside the forests. He takes little time in preparing to go-a simple brown rucksack that has a few holes in it that he's used for many Tsel's, and some worn down shoes that are so worn down they have lost most of their natural color. Nonetheless, he trudges onward.



			The man isn't much of the religious type, all his life he's spent surviving in the gutters of a city, or running from the authorities, to just scraping by a living in the forests. Gods, or even faith, never once came to him in the slightest, yet he still found solace in the arms of nature in his adult years and the peaceful noises of the birds and animals that lay within. On his way, he gets lost in his thoughts, thinking about a girl he fancied from the village he was headed, and how he wanted the herbs he collected to hopefully give him enough arunes to treat her to something. Love, perhaps, yet he has never known it in his heart, or even the feeling that he experiences now. He soon raises his head and realizes that he is no longer on the path he follows to the village. He doesn't seem to panic, but the rough vegetation poses a problem for him and his already nearly destroyed shoestrings.



			He slowly backtracks his way through the forest, and eventually finds himself face to face with an old pile of mossy stones that were piled underneath a great tree that was far larger than the others. Moss covered up half its rocky brown bark, and it's leaves towered over the forest roof. The place gave him a feeling of serenity, a sense of safety and sanctuary that the peacefulness of the forest just couldn't. Leaning down, he noticed a small hole in the stone structure, and a brown sack of something within. When he decided to pull it out, the mostly moss covered bag had a beautiful green tree on its front, and there was still something inside. The man soon found an old plaque which he scrubbed the moss off, and described the seeds as the original founder of the forest, and the man beneath it the father whom gave his lifetime to nurture it. It also described that the seeds needed to continue on their journey, to give life and even save it from someone who might go before their time. Despite the fact he was not a man of faith, this act was likely no coincidence on the worlds part, and so he found his way back to the trail that led to the village, and the seeds journeys continued..



			Passive Effects:

			This artifact contains seeds which are capable of being placed upon a person who is wounded, regardless of injuries, as long as they are such.
			The brown bag contains 5 seeds at maximum, one of which regenerates every 24 OOC hours that pass.


			Active Effects:

			When a seed is placed on a body, one of two resolutions take place as the vines bloom over and cover the person.
			The user is healed by one stage of their wounds every 3 turns, but they have to remain still and in a resting position.
			Should they move out of such a position, the vines break and a new seed will have to be planted.
			The user is stabilized from their lethal wounds, but this effect only lasts fifteen emotes before the vines dissipate.
			A seed can also be thrown at the ground to form a 4x4m wall of plants that will block 3 types of any attacks where it lands.
			This has a two turn windup timer to throw.

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	***It can also alternatively charge three vials into one shot, and can heal a person lethally wounded into a "stable" state.		***It can also alternatively charge three vials into one shot, and can heal a person lethally wounded into a "stable" state.
	*This does not cause any form of healing debuffs.		*This does not cause any form of healing debuffs.

			Alucarde's Rapier

			Rumored Location: ???

			Backstory

			"Alucarde? Supper is ready!" His mother spoke across the home, as the sickly adult sat up from his bed, his head already spinning. "Need me to help you downstairs?" she spoke again, nearing the stairs. "I'm fine." He muttered, catching his breath and aligning his eyesight once more. He began to tread down the steps, walking into the kitchen as his mother smiled at him and sat down to prepare to eat. "Bread and vegetables again..the lord is stockpiling the meat for a coming feast. Sorry, Alucarde." He blinked before he sat, listening to his mothers words as they grew fainter and fainter in his ears. Blink, Blink. He pressed his fingers upon the table which was covered in decades of dust. His old home, before all that had happened. Not much remained of the village, either..courtesy of him. He wondered why he had come back, before sighing and turning around to exit this part of his past for the last time.

			As he ventured through the old stone and burnt wooden rooftops of the village, he thought back to when he was a teenager, and how his friends pressured him into joining a "group" of like-minded individuals, all in service to Ombra, the night mother. In this village and the areas surrounding it, Sol was seen as the high lord of light, and worship of the moon had been banned due to the religious wars which racked the continent years prior. But some within still festered feelings for the Goddess. Feelings of pride to worship her, feelings of peace, and serenity..and feelings of anger, and vengeance. While Alucarde was not the most devout follower of the moon, he did so as his family and friends had done, and still did practices and prayers in her name every now and again. By the time he knew what was going on after a night at the tavern with his friends, they had donned cloaks of jet black coloration, and wielded knives as they snuck into the cathedral of Sol.

			Ah..the terror he felt while within it. He looked upon the destroyed, aged and rotten foundations of the cathedral, taking a moment to remember its grandeur as he went inside its halls. He recalls how they slaughtered and desecrated the cathedral with the blood of Sol's faithful, and how he was the one ordered to burn the scriptures at the altar. He did so without thinking, of course..and when the flames turned from red to gold and the voice of the sun rang through the cathedral..he knew it was too late. When he awoke, he was no longer the same man he was..and his comrades were nothing but insane animals, driven mad by the presence of a deity. Unlike them, though he was..different. He was the first of the legendary vallah cursed-though of course he didn't know that at the time. Reaching the old altar, Alucarde shoved it aside like throwing a wooden plate, and walked down the steps hidden below. Within lied the prize he came for..an old relic, a rapier once wielded by a champion of his radiance. With a simple touch, his powers corrupted the rapier, and tainted the holy metals once used to ward off evil. The name he gave it does not live on, but the legend of the atrocities he caused in vengeance for his people's wrongful persecution, do..

			Passive Effects
			While wielding this weapon, the vallah using it is granted total immunity to the effects of sunlight, including sunstones, etc, and has their effects always enabled as if it were eternally nighttime.
			Alucarde's Rapier is a CURSED weapon, and anyone who touches it instantly become afflicted with lesser vallahism, if they do not have such already.
			This weapon treats any deities blessed or blessings that oppose the goddess Ombra as if they were silver affecting the profane. This also translates to the copies.

			Active Effects
			When activated once every twenty emotes, the rapier creates two copies made of blood of the wielder, which can be directly controlled while the wielder takes action. These blood copies are direct translations of the wielders strength, speed and powers, and last for 12 emotes. They also carry the signature weapon that summoned them. If impacted once anywhere but the rapier the copies expire and turn into a pool of blood.
			These copies act as combat pets, and appear as bloody silhouettes without any real features.

Kyle1322: Created page with "PRD B-01 Rumored Location: Found and Taken =Backstory= Sinnehliv-Gen Systems was hard on its luck. The other companies and higher races were pushing its healing and domestic drugs out of business faster then they could advance because of the Human-Favored bylaws instituted across the realm of Synchronus. Homey Salves and magically infused potions which cured ailments were their top sellers, but the introduction of a condensed drug into a pill form has made things far..."

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Created page with "PRD B-01 Rumored Location: Found and Taken =Backstory= Sinnehliv-Gen Systems was hard on its luck. The other companies and higher races were pushing its healing and domestic drugs out of business faster then they could advance because of the Human-Favored bylaws instituted across the realm of Synchronus. Homey Salves and magically infused potions which cured ailments were their top sellers, but the introduction of a condensed drug into a pill form has made things far..."

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PRD B-01

Rumored Location: Found and Taken

=Backstory=

Sinnehliv-Gen Systems was hard on its luck. The other companies and higher races were pushing its healing and domestic drugs out of business faster then they could advance because of the Human-Favored bylaws instituted across the realm of Synchronus. Homey Salves and magically infused potions which cured ailments were their top sellers, but the introduction of a condensed drug into a pill form has made things far more portable and available it has ever been. While they would love to copy this tech and begin their own mass production of drugs-tradition within the race itself forbids machinery to do the work for them. It is here they came up with a new idea. The Prototype Regeneration Device B0-1, better known as PRD.

A basic recurve bow in design with a thickened steel alloy, it could be used with a skilled emergency worker to treat wounds on site without blowing their cover in dangerous scenarios. At first in development the standard recurve bow was used, the design was later changed to try and get a contract with the UEI to outfit the autonomous drones with the self-replicating liquid and capsule launchers when the drones detected a wounded or harmed individual. For testing purposes a single prototype bow was created with a minor, self-replicating version of the healing salve so they could test in controlled environments.

While the tests were a flying success, they found the bow a little medieval for the route they were going, and decided to commit to the up and coming autonomous drone projects that were rising in popularity for law enforcement. The bow was meant to be broken and disposed of due to the technology invented, but at the last minute a low-tech collector snatched it up, sensing the profit he could gain from doing so. While a search was conducted briefly, in the end the tech mattered little and was called off. The tech-collector eventually sold it at an auction to the highest bidder, and from there it changed hands many times for research and keepsake purposes, until it was flung into the veil when a mad scientist opened up a tear and sucked up his entire lab's contents-including himself into endless space during a failed portal test. Somehow ending up in the mortal realm, the bow now rests in an unknown location, waiting to be found once again...

==Passive Effects==

*PRD comes built in with a Standard Issue Self-Defense Generator (SGD) Magical Shield. This shield covers the user from head to toe, and defends them from a single strike of any kind before shattering.
**The bow cannot be used offensively in any way, and only functions if the vials themselves are drawn.
***This recharges once every 3 emotes, but the bow must be wielded at all times during this recharge cycle, or the timer resets.
*Other projectiles, including magical do not function when trying to be used by the bow.

==Active Effects==

*Armed with a small bauble filled with a self replicating regenerative red fluid, the bow contains five recalling vials that get automatically refilled one at a time with the regenerating red fluid every 24 hours.
**When launched at a person, the vial impacts into any non-metallic material, piercing skin, cloth, gambeson or otherwise and healing the person struck by one stage-barring fatal wounds.
***It can also alternatively charge three vials into one shot, and can heal a person lethally wounded into a "stable" state.
*This does not cause any form of healing debuffs.