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Kitiara Lash

Short: a sinister lash of charred bone

Dropped: Coiled neatly, a cruel looking lash broods upon the ground.

Examined:

A length of noticeably humanoid bone has been appropriated for the handle of this lash, cut down to reasonable size and covered in soot. Strands of blackened leather criss-cross the handle, studded with small, pyramidal spikes, assuring a firm if but painful grip for the wielder. Capped in obsidian, a slender and sturdy blade of blackened steel protrudes from the end of the handle, offering the versatility of useful tool or cruel torture implement. The length of the lash has been comprised of, upon closer inspection, appears to be braided humanoid sinew, set at various lengths miniscule, barbed hooks.

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Kitiara Tophat

Short: a black and violet suede top hat

Dropped: Gathering dust, a debonair looking top hat has been dropped here.

Examined:

Fine, black suede has been masterfully cut and shaped into this sophisticated looking piece of apparel. Velvet of the deepest violet has been measured and cut to line the inside, offering a comfortable wear. A small and intricately detailed pattern of escarbuncles have been cut into the black suede around the outer circumference of the hat, revealing a second layer of dark velvet underneath. A wide length of violet ribbon circles the hat just above the stiff brim, tucked into which is a solitary raven feather.

Kitiara Wings

Short: a pair of molted, black wings

Dropped: Loose feathers drifting in the breeze, a pair of molted wings flutters lifelessly here on the ground.

Examined:

Roughly six foot in expanse, black and crimson feathers coat the frame of these skeletal wings, bones revealed where significant plumage has been lost. Each ruffle and each breeze result is a slow and steady shedding of feather and fluff, raining softly down, where each feather catches fire and burns to ash before touching the ground. Shimmering lightly between the network of hinged bones and rotting feathers is a barely visible skein of magic, imbuing the device with longevity and holding it together. A set of obsidian, claw-like appendages protrude shortly from the expanse, looking eager to latch firmly onto a pair of shoulders.

Kitiara Shield

Short: an obsidian escarbuncle shield with bone accents

Dropped: Propped up nearby, a ominous looking shield gleams faintly, whispering to be reclaimed.

Examined:

Blackened steel has been hammered relentlessly into a large, circular parma shield, covered in soot and polished with ash. Set into the center of the shield, the boss has been carved of polished obsidian to resemble a face twisted in agony. Each movement of the shield sends light playing over the face, causing it to seemingly twist and contort into new expressions of pain and suffering. Eight long rods of carved bone splay evenly out from the face, runes engraved into the face and painted with blood, forming an escarbuncle. Along the rim of the shield, several evenly spaced notches have been cut into the thick steel, resembling a saw-blade and offering the utility of catching and twisting blades free from the grip of attackers. On the inside of the shield, then planks of ironwood have been formed to into the backing, offering reinforcement. Anchored into the wooden base is an obsidian handle, wrapped in leather, as well as an adjustable leather strap, offering a secure and dependable grip.

Kitiara Hood

Short: a feathered hood of black velvet

Dropped: Rustling lightly in the breeze, a soft hood of raven feathers has been cast aside here.

Examined:

A length of fine black velvet has been cut and meticulously stitched to make this hood, deep enough to securly conceal the visage of  the wearer. Numerous, shiny raven feathers have been carefully sewn into the material, layered to mimic the natural avian pattern. The ends to each side have been punctured and set with brass rings, through which run slender lengths of silver rope, allowing the hood to be sinched and tied to keep it secured comfortably.

Dogwar Execution Painting

A vast room with a high, domed ceiling holds a crowd, gathered in front of an ornate golden throne
resting upon a raised dais. Shadows encompass the back reaches of the room behind the throne,
dancing away from the touch of the light shed by enormous chandeliers hung from ancient, thick
chains. Upon the first step of the dais, the Dowager Montagenet rests on bended knee, her head
lowered with a knowing smile as she offers her neck, the crown of Ashtan resting firmly upon her
head. Looming above her stands the Executioner, hands wrapped tightly about the handle of his large
axe as it hangs seemingly suspended in the air above the Dowager. While his face is hooded, a sense
of confusion and anguish can be seen in his eyes as he glances down at the noble woman before him in
the final moments of her life. Around the dais are gathered the various peoples of Ashtan, soldiers,
elders, philosophers and wide eyed youth. At the fore of the group stands Archon Isis, giving the
order for execution, while closer to the throne stands the Demiurge Amunet, arms crossed defiantly
in front of her as she witnesses the execution with a sneer. Sitting regally upon the throne itself
can be seen a soft shimmer of ghostly light in the semblance of a young woman, a barely discernible
smile of satisfaction upon her lips as she witnesses the culling of the last noble. Barely
noticeable in the bottom, right corner can be seen a small, black wolf paw print, carefully
inscribed into a marble floor tile. A half quill emblem is discretely imprinted in the lower right
corner, marking this to be a work from the Lord Bard’s Commune.

Fire Wyvern

Name: Xiuhcoatl
Short: a fire wyvern
Long: A fire wyvern is here, eyes flashing menacingly.
Extended: Standing nearby radiateing immense heat, this wyvern seems to give off blasts of hot air as it slowly flexes its wings , shifting its weight between its two legs, talons flexing testily. At the end of its long, sinewy neck rests a massive head, two large horns protruding forth from its thick skull, and once smaller one from the back. Eyes that look like shimmering ruby eyes glint as the light glances across them, bringing notice to the long, sharp teeth that jut out from its snout. Wide, leathery wings stretch out from its shoulders in the place of arms, and a long tails swishes and thumps the ground irritably, the spikes on the end of it gouging the ground and producing molten lava wherever it strikes.
Enter: With a snarl and an fierce glare, a fire wyvern enters from the $DIR.
Leave: Wings flexing and sending a hot blast of air, a fire wyvern leaves to the $DIR.
Death: Horns broken and wings tattered, the corpse of a fire wyvern lies here, defeated .

Ice Wyvern

Name: Tarasque
Short: an ice wyvern
Long: An ice wyvern is here, eyes flashing menacingly.
Extended: Standing nearby emanating a deep chill, this wyvern seems to radiate blasts of cold air as it slowly flexes its wings , shifting its weight between its two legs, talons flexing testily. At the end of its long, sinewy neck rests a massive head, two large horns protruding forth from its thick skull, and once smaller one from the back. Eyes that look like shimmering sapphires glint as the light glances across them, bringing notice to the long, sharp teeth that jut out from its snout. Wide, leathery wings stretch out from its shoulders in the place of arms, and a long tails swishes and thumps the ground irritably, the spikes on the end of it gouging the ground and freezing it wherever it strikes.
Enter: With a snarl and an cold glare, and ice wyvern enters from the $DIR.
Leave: Wings flexing and sending an icy gust forth, an ice wyvern leaves to the $DIR.
Death: Horns broken and wings tattered, the corpse of an ice wyvern lies here, defeated .

Khensu Amulet

Appearance: a Chagut amulet of protection
Dropped: A peculiar amulet has been tossed aside here.
Thick coarse Chagut hair has been carefully braided into a sturdy length of necklace. A large amulet made out of high grade silver hangs down from the necklace by a small clasp, the purity of the silver apparent as the light reflects from its surface. An impressive sapphire has been cut and smoothed down into the shape of a curved teardrop and set deeply into the amulet on the top left side. Carefully set next to the sapphire, an exquisitely cut ruby has been perfectly matched in shape and reversed to fit tightly against the inside edge of the sapphire. The craftsmanship and skillful positioning of these gems are noticeably recognized in the gems being a perfect fit for each other, the two coming together to make a complete circle. What seem ordinary gems reveal intriguing qualities upon close inspection. The gems appear to have been enscrolled to depict stunningly realistic qualities which flare to life with each movement. The surface of the sapphire ripples gently as if depicting a calm ocean, while the ruby shifts and dances with the impression of vivid flames. Upon the back of the amulet a series of unrecognizable runes have been engraved into the fine silver in a spiral pattern that starts around the edge of the amulet and slowly condenses to the centre, possibly to bring protection to the wearer. A small wolf print has been cleverly imprinted into the middle of the spiral.

Isis Bow

Short: a deep red bow of subtle shadows
Dropped: A deep red bow has been left here, writhing with shadows
Examined: Smooth, deep red meteoric alloy has been expertly shaped and refined into a recurve bow of considerable potential. Along the top face, a relief portrays a mighty Chaghut stallion thundering across the Daoric Plains, head held high as he leads his herd onward. On the opposite side of the cedar, hare skin padded grip is a scene depicted of battle in which a might Chaghut stallion proudly carrying a fierce female warrior and leading a group of warriors into battle. In the center face of the grip, the symbol of the Chaghut Crown has been burned into the wood. Thick, finely braided hair from a Chaghut stallion make up the surprisingly strong bowstring that has been oiled down to prevent fraying. Shadows flicker and writhe across the length of the bow, making the carvings on it glimmer to life as they play out their noble scenes.