Item:Simulated Asketian spire of icesteel upon a mist-shrouded frostveil cord

simulated Asketian spire of icesteel upon a mist-shrouded frostveil cord
Look:	A jagged spike of frigid alloy hangs securely from a semi-sheer lanyard. Branching ice crystals with cerulean undertones form along the neckpiece, violently shattering into a silvery haze with the slightest motion. Snow-white whorls drift through the hag-touched fabric, hinting at the unnatural tempests contained within. Deep inside the replica's frozen metallic core, the faint silhouette of a tempest storm seems to swirl, eager to be released into the wintry skies above.
Weight:	5 stones
Metal:	No
Appraised Cost:	9,062,500 Kronars7,250,000 Lirums <br />6,539,500 Dokoras <br />9,062.5 LTBpoints <br />9,062.5 Tickets <br />9,062.5 Scrips <br />
Properties:	This is jewelry. This item has more than normal or unusual verbs. This item is worn in a generic slot. This item is or summons a mount.
Dimensions:	? length x ? width x ? height
Sources:	Source is Taisidon Mystery 457/Raffle

Verb	Actions
STARE	First Person: As you channel your will into the mist-shrouded cord, the icesteel spire violently shatters into a blinding cloud of silvery mist, vanishing entirely from your grasp. A roaring vacuum immediately erupts in its wake, rapidly pulling the localized winter haze into a churning, tempestuous icy maelstrom of howling gale force winds and chaotic frozen rain.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: As Lawlite channels his will into a mist-shrouded frostveil cord, the icesteel spire violently shatters into a blinding cloud of silvery mist, vanishing entirely from his grasp. A roaring vacuum immediately erupts in its wake, rapidly pulling the localized winter haze into a churning, tempestuous icy maelstrom of howling gale force winds and chaotic frozen rain.

a tempestuous icy maelstrom

Verb	Actions
PUSH	First Person: You thrust your hand against the tempestuous icy maelstrom, meeting the fierce resistance of its howling gale force winds. The writhing frozen cyclone briefly pushes back before yielding to your command, obediently shifting its roaring vacuum a pace away.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: Lawlite thrusts his hand against the tempestuous icy maelstrom, meeting the fierce resistance of its howling gale force winds. The writhing frozen cyclone briefly pushes back before yielding to his command, obediently shifting its roaring vacuum a pace away.
PULL	First Person: You reach into the swirling silvery mist of the icy maelstrom and yank your arm backward. Obeying its commander, the churning vortex surges forward upon a sudden blast of chaotic frozen rain.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: Lawlite reaches into the swirling silvery mist of the icy maelstrom and yanks his arm backward. Obeying its commander, the churning vortex surges forward upon a sudden blast of chaotic frozen rain.
POKE	First Person: You boldly jab at the outer edges of the icy maelstrom. Jagged Asketian spire shards instantly swarm around you, harmlessly shattering into a silvery mist that leaves a delicate coating of frost swirling around your form.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: Lawlite boldly jabs at the outer edges of the icy maelstrom. Jagged Asketian spire shards instantly swarm around his hand, harmlessly shattering into a silvery mist that leaves a delicate coating of frost swirling around his form.
RUB	First Person: You gently stroke the invisible mystical currents binding the icy maelstrom. The roaring gusts of turbulent air momentarily soften into a soothing winter breeze, swirling in snow-white whorls around your wrist in an affectionate, freezing caress.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: Lawlite gently strokes the invisible mystical currents binding the icy maelstrom. The roaring gusts of turbulent air momentarily soften into a soothing winter breeze, swirling in snow-white whorls around his wrist in an affectionate, freezing caress.
TURN	First Person: You move gracefully around with the tempestuous icy maelstrom, daring to sway your body in time with the roiling of its elemental fury. The churning vortex perfectly mirrors your cadence, wrapping you in a dazzling, synchronized flurry of chaotic frozen rain and glimmering cerulean undertones.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: Lawlite moves gracefully around with his tempestuous icy maelstrom, daring to sway his body in time with the roiling of its elemental fury. The churning vortex perfectly mirrors his cadence, wrapping him in a dazzling, synchronized flurry of chaotic frozen rain and glimmering cerulean undertones.
GAZE	First Person: You stare deeply into the sheer white vacuum at the core of the icy maelstrom. For a fleeting moment, the roaring gusts fade into absolute silence, and you catch a chilling vision of a towering Asketian spire rising from a desolate, hag-touched permafrost.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: Lawlite stares deeply into the sheer white vacuum at the core of the icy maelstrom. Their eyes reflect the glimmering cerulean undertones of the vortex as the roaring gusts momentarily hush in reverence to their commanding presence.
COMMAND (drift)	First Person: You signal the icy maelstrom to speed up, and it eases into a swirling drift of silvery mist.
No messaging for second person.
Third person messaging needed.
COMMAND (surge)	First Person: You signal the icy maelstrom to speed up, and it churns into a howling surge of chaotic frozen rain.
No messaging for second person.
Third person messaging needed.
COMMAND (storm)	First Person: You signal the icy maelstrom to speed up, and it erupts into a blinding storm of Asketian rime.
No messaging for second person.
Third person messaging needed.
PUNCH	First Person: With a sharp gesture of command, you force the writhing elemental fury to yield. The tempestuous maelstrom rapidly collapses inward, its gale-force winds condensing the chaotic frozen rain into a dense, shimmering pocket of silvery mist. As the violent squall instantly dissipates, your simulated Asketian spire of icesteel upon a mist-shrouded frostveil cord drops heavily into your waiting hand.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: With a sharp gesture of command, Lawlite forces the tempestuous maelstrom to yield. Its writhing elemental fury rapidly collapses inward, gale-force winds condensing the chaotic frozen rain into a compact, shimmering pocket of silvery mist. As the violent squall instantly dissipates, a simulated Asketian spire of icesteel upon a mist-shrouded frostveil cord drops heavily into his waiting hand.

Atmos

• The maelstrom's rotation suddenly reverses for a split second, creating a booming crack of displaced air that smells of sharp ozone and archaic permafrost.
• A phantom scrap of tattered burlap whips violently through the outer rotation of the maelstrom, instantly freezing into a cerulean shard before shattering into oblivion.
• The elemental fury of the icy maelstrom seems to breathe, its rotation slowing to a gentle swirl of snow-white whorls before violently accelerating back into a deafening roar.
• Silvery mist coalesces into the faint, fleeting silhouette of a grasping claw within the squall before being torn apart by the gale.
• A rogue gust of freezing wind escapes the churning maelstrom, playfully tugging at garments and hair with a biting, wintery chill.
• The sheer-white vacuum at the core of the icy maelstrom pulses rhythmically, inhaling the ambient air and exhaling a freezing, localized squall.
• Jagged ice shards within the squall briefly align, forming a transient, translucent wall of cerulean ice that shatters back into chaotic rain a moment later.
• The temperature in the immediate vicinity plummets sharply as the icy maelstrom churns.
• Whispers of a bitter north wind escape the churning vacuum, carrying the faint scent of crushed pine needles and undisturbed snow.
• Glimmering ice crystals form intricate, fractal patterns in the air just outside the maelstrom, shattering instantly as the tempest's gravity reclaims them.
• Roaring gusts of turbulent air whip a flurry of snow-white whorls into a tight orbit around the maelstrom's base, mimicking a localized miniature blizzard.
• The tempestuous maelstrom briefly expands, sending a flurry of snow-white whorls dancing through the air before violently pulling them back into its sheer-white vacuum.
• The elemental fury of the icy maelstrom seems to breathe, its rotation slowing to a gentle swirl of snow-white whorls before violently accelerating back into a deafening roar.
• The chaotic frozen rain suspends entirely for a single, breathless heartbeat, only to resume its violent churning with renewed, deafening force.
• A thin layer of silvery mist bleeds from the maelstrom, coating the immediate surroundings in a momentary, shivering winter haze.
• Glacial rime continuously forms and shatters along the invisible currents binding the maelstrom, leaving a perpetual halo of sparkling frost in its wake.
• Ambient light in the area seems to warp toward the sheer-white vacuum at the core, casting elongated, unnatural shadows that violently flicker in time with the roaring gale.
• The writhing frozen cyclone leans slightly, its sheer-white vacuum scraping low and briefly leaving a perfectly smooth, circular patch of black ice in its wake.
• A sudden, biting gust of wind spirals outward from the icy maelstrom, briefly frosting the area beneath it.
• The tempestuous maelstrom sheds a layer of its silvery mist, shrouding the immediate area in a dense, freezing fog that stubbornly clings to the surroundings.