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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.

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.