User:

DCI:

Character:

Aora Cinnamae

Name:

Lunebough Whisper (Moon-Touched Rapier)

Rarity:

common

Location:

PS-DC-BY-01 Beneath Yggdrasil

Table:

Result:

Included in Count?:

true

Source:

PS-DC-BY-01 Beneath Yggdrasil

Notes:

Lunebough Whisper (Moon-Touched Rapier) Weapon (Rapier), Common This slender rapier was not forged in a mortal forge, but grown beneath moonlit branches where the World Tree’s crown brushes the night sky. Its blade carries the quiet radiance of moonlight filtered through leaves—soft, pale, and unwavering. Origin Legends say the weapon was shaped by an avatar who walked the upper boughs of the World Tree, where moonlight pools like dew upon silver bark. There, the avatar drew a single ray of moonlight down through the branches and bound it into steel, tempering it with sap drawn from the tree’s highest limbs. The result was a blade meant not for conquest, but for watchfulness—a companion to those who walk the dark paths between roots and stars. Appearance The rapier’s blade gleams with a cool, translucent sheen, as if moonlight itself were trapped beneath its surface. Fine, vein-like patterns run along the steel, echoing branches reaching toward the sky. Its hilt is adorned with organic motifs—twisting roots and crescent forms—and set with a pale gemstone that softly glows when darkness deepens. When drawn, the blade sheds moonlight that spills outward like leaves catching silver light in the night. Moonlit Vigil In darkness, the rapier awakens. Its glow does not burn or blind—it reveals, casting bright moonlight around the bearer and soft illumination beyond, banishing shadows without disturbing the quiet of the night. The blade hums faintly when danger approaches, a whisper carried through steel and grip alike. Those attuned to it often react before conscious thought, guided by an instinct that feels older than fear. Minor Prophecy — Guardian The rapier does not speak in words, but in warnings: a tightening of the hand, a subtle shift of balance, a breath drawn just a moment sooner. It favors vigilance over aggression, rewarding those who remain aware and ready. Many believe the blade remembers its vigil beneath the World Tree’s crown, forever watching the spaces where moonlight and shadow meet.