Item:Verdant oak leaf dangling from a raw leather cord
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| verdant oak leaf dangling from a raw leather cord | |
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| Look: | Knotted into a length of unprocessed leather and looking as fresh as if it were just-plucked from the tree, this lush green leaf appears otherwise quite unremarkable. Strung upon the ties at the back of the cord, a small claw-carved stone awash with shifting arboreal hues serves to provide enough weight to hold the simple necklace in place. |
| Weight: | 2 stones |
| Metal: | Unknown |
| Appraised Cost: | Unknown |
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| Dimensions: | ? length x ? width x ? height |
| Sources: | Source is Guildfest 412/Auction |
Wild's Heart
Far from the mundane leaf it appears, scholars believe this amulet was once owned by the entity known as the Huntress. It is said that a Ranger who unlocks its secrets may bring the Heart of the Wild to herself.
Verbs
Rub: As you brush the oak leaf with your fingers, a massive amount of energy is ripped crudely from your body leaving you nearly senseless as you collapse slowly to the ground. You gradually become aware of a comforting presence enfolding you, the area now overgrown by a massive tangle of vines and bracken than threatens to engulf every structure present in this spot.
Adds to room look: You also see a tangled snarl of verdant greenery that threatens to engulf everything nearby
Tap: As you tap your oak leaf, a thrill of feral joy rips through you.
Turn: You fiddle absently with your oak leaf. For a few moments, your vision shifts and changes strangely, but just as quickly returns to normal.
Clench: As you clench your oak leaf, a whispering susurration rises around you, like the sound of thousands of leaves stirring in an unseen breeze.
Kiss: As you lower your head to kiss your oak leaf, the meaty odor of flesh and blood fills your nostrils the scent so powerful it is tasted more than smelled.
Clean: You give the surface of your oak leaf a few cursory swipes, its surface gleaming as if struck by a summer sunbeam
Eat: You catch your oak leaf between your teeth, your mouth suddenly filled with the taste of warm, fresh blood. After a few moments, the sensation subsides, though you are left with a lingering ferrous aftertaste.
Evoke
You move through the wilds, and the wilds move with you. The hunt is all -- there is nothing else. You take for granted that the world is just as it should be, a vicious and hungry place untouched by the presumptuous meddling of those called Immortals, and their mortal children. The scent of blood and fear fills your nose, so powerful you taste it. You follow instinctively, mind and body unified. Your quarry flees before you, its terror richly perfuming the evening air.
What could be more perfect?
With a start, you find yourself drawn back to the reality of the here and now.