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This festerwood rapier's blade is inlaid with scrapings from the Lightspore, the radiant mushroom growing at the center of the festerwood. You gain a +1 bonus to attack and damage rolls made with this magic weapon. In addition, while you're attuned to this rapier, you have advantage on navigation checks to find locations within the festerwood and are immune to disease. While holding the sword, the blade sheds bright light in a 10-foot radius and dim light for another 10 feet.
You can use an action to raise the blade overhead and speak its command word. When you do, all other creatures within 30 feet of you are dusted with a sudden wave of magical spores. A friendly creature affected by the spores is suddenly invigorated, allowing it to use its reaction to either make a single weapon attack or move up to half its movement speed. A hostile creature affected by the spores must succeed on a DC 17 Constitution saving throw or be incapacitated until the end of your next turn. Once this property has been used, it can't be used again until the following dusk.
The rapier has 5 charges for the following properties. The weapon regains 1d3 + 2 expended charges each day at dusk.
𝙎𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝘾𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜. As an action, you can touch a willing creature with the rapier and expend 1 charge to remove 1 Spore Counter from that creature.
𝙎𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙨. While holding this rapier, you can use an action to expend 1 of its charges to cast one of the following spells from it, using a spell save DC of 17 and spell attack bonus of +9: "charm person" (4th-level version), "compulsion", "confusion", "contagion", "faerie fire", "locate animals and plants", or "moonbeam" (4th-level version). In addition, you can cast the "dancing lights" cantrip at will while holding the rapier.
"For years it has been said that the fearful are ghosts of us. My research, however, led me to believe that this is not the case."
"I still remember. When I saw them, my heart shrank. But not of sorrow, but of impotence. I saw them floating, alien to my life, while a invisible weight was squeezing my chest, slowly and constantly, and even the air I was breathing was lacking in oxygen."
Those were the words that Heiwer, one of the last people who had stood in front of the fearful, had written in his logbook.
"What did they want? What did they need?"
"Why did a being without purpose, without meaning, and without life, exist?".
"How could their be our ghosts?"
That log had been found among their belongings.
"It is impossible for me to describe the impotence I am experiencing at this moment. The kiss that their vision left on my skin that I cannot erase. The feeling that whatever I do, wherever I go, everything will be in vain."
"Everything will be useless, now that I have seen it."
That logbook at times became illegible, as if Heiwer shared it with someone who couldn't write. But, of course, that was impossible.
"I've seen myself."
Heiwer had not left his room.
"I saw my face rise to the skies. I saw myself part of them, ripped from me. And I knew it was my destiny. I discovered that this is everyone's destiny. Because the fearful are not our ghosts."
And when they found Heiwer, he was still swinging from the rope around his neck.
"We are ghosts of what they were."
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Working on a fun project that involves doing some toy modding. This dodgy wrestling figure is perfect for a super cheesy barbarian.
ApoxieSculpt over plastic toy :)
Paints, axe and fur details to come! #fantasy#fantasyart#toymod#apoxiesculpt