Weapon:Star-kissed kertig Herald's Bane scythe emanating a darkly consecrated aura

star-kissed kertig Herald's Bane scythe emanating a darkly consecrated aura
Look:	Forged from silvery-black, star-kissed kertig, the massive blade is a night sky frozen in metal, speckled with the chilly white brilliance of embedded avtalia crystals. Gweldgold inlay along the snath depicts the fall of the Heralds, their twisted forms retreating from the divine light. A grim pall clings to the weapon, manifesting as wisps of shadow that are perpetually burned away in symbiotic relationship by the starlight inclusions, creating a representation of both holy retribution and duality. A consecrated Herald's Bane scythe reads: "~Reaping Sting of Immortal Judgement~"
Type:	Polearms
Range:	pole
Puncture:	annihilating (24/28)
Slice:	low (3/28)
Impact:	bone-crushing (19/28)
Fire:	no (0/28)
Cold:	no (0/28)
Electric:	no (0/28)
Force of Impact:	fairly (5/17)
Balance:	decently (6/17)
Suitedness:	reasonably (7/17)
Construction:	practically invulnerable (18/18)
Metal:	Yes
Weight:	120 stones
Appraised Cost:	Unknown
Properties:	This item has more than normal or unusual verbs. This item is magical. This item is worn in the shoulder slot. This item is enchanted through the enchanting crafting system. This item is a permablessed. This item has a unique recall.
Enchantment:	poor (4/10) potency central (10/10) complexity somewhat precise (4/11) precision Greater (3/4) grade Bonus to proc chance
Flare:	Radiant damage (jet-black)
Dimensions:	? length x ? width x ? height
Sources:	Source is Hollow Eve Festival 454/Auction

Tier 7 perma-blessed weapon unless it strikes a non-evil/undead foe, but if that happens the bless will return after a time.

Recall

Discovered in the rubble of the Crossing Temple following the Immortals' final war with the Herald menace, the origins of this weapon are a mystery. Perfectly balancing light and dark, oppressive pall and golden haze, the scythe exudes a dark radiance. As you consider the blade, avtalia crystals seem to shimmer in and out of focus with flashes of starlight, and the razor edge shifts in shadow, tinged with piercing gold. Following the inlays, which shift and blur beneath the almost oppressive pall that churns around the weapon, the story of Urrem'tier's influence over the conflict burns brightly; the Scorpion watches and waits for the right moment to strike, poisoning the Heralds and Their twisted designs, stealing Their power and being reborn into empowered duality.

It stands, the Herald's Bane, as a physical monument to that stolen power and the Scorpion's terrifying paradox of death's sting bound within the blinding purity of creation.

Verb	Actions
WEAR	First Person: You release your Herald's Bane scythe over your shoulder, and it hovers above you briefly, supported by the dark aura surrounding it. After a moment, a shadowy tendril mingled with a diffuse golden gaze emerges and secures the scythe as it settles diagonally across your back.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: Lawlite releases his Herald's Bane scythe over his shoulder, and it hovers above him briefly, supported by the dark aura surrounding it. After a moment, a shadowy tendril mingled with a diffuse golden haze emerges from the pall and secures the scythe as it settles diagonally across his back.
REMOVE	First Person: You reach over your shoulder for your Herald's Bane scythe and it moves instinctively toward your grasp in response, gliding through the air of its own accord as the aura surrounding it darkens with ominous intent.
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Third Person: Lawlite reaches over his shoulder for his Herald's Bane scythe and it moves instinctively toward his grasp in response, gliding through the air of its own accord as the aura surrounding it darkens with ominous intent.
TAP	First Person: You strike the haft of your Herald's Bane scythe against the floor, and the impact shakes loose shadows in retreat from the surrounding ambient light, causing them to coalesce into a darkened swarm of skittering bugs. Avtalia crystals within the star-kissed reaping blade flare with divine power, and a wave of silvery-white starlight washes over the umbral insects, burning them into nothingness.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: Lawlite strikes the haft of his Herald's Bane scythe against the floor, and the impact shakes loose shadows in retreat from the surrounding ambient light, causing them to coalesce into a darkened swarm of skittering bugs. Avtalia crystals within the star-kissed reaping blade flare with divine power, and a wave of silvery-white starlight washes over the umbral insects, burning them into nothingness.
TAP (hidden)	First Person: You strike the haft of your Herald's Bane scythe against the floor, and the impact shakes loose shadows in retreat from the surrounding ambient light, causing them to coalesce into a darkened swarm of skittering bugs. Avtalia crystals within the star-kissed reaping blade flare with divine power, and a wave of silvery-white starlight washes over the umbral insects, burning them into nothingness.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: Nearby shadows coalesce into a swarm of bugs. Before escaping, the umbral insects are incinerated with a wave of silvery-white starlight that washes over them in a demonstration of purifying consumption.
TURN	First Person: You spin your Herald's Bane scythe in slow, heavy circles. With your final turn, the star-kissed reaping blade slices through ambient light, momentarily creating a lingering, darkened tear in space that bleeds out a diffuse golden haze. The light illuminates dust motes around you, making them look like falling stars.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: Lawlite spins his Herald's Bane scythe in slow, heavy circles. With his final turn, the star-kissed reaping blade slices through ambient light, momentarily creating a lingering, darkened tear in space that bleeds out a diffuse golden haze. The light illuminates dust motes around Lawlite, making them look like falling stars.
TURN (hidden)	First Person: You spin your Herald's Bane scythe in slow, heavy circles. With your final turn, the star-kissed reaping blade slices through ambient light, momentarily creating a lingering, darkened tear in space that bleeds out a diffuse golden haze. The light illuminates dust motes around you, making them look like falling stars.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: A darkened tear opens in empty space, bleeding a diffuse golden haze that illuminates the surrounding dust motes like falling stars before silently fading away.
PULL	First Person: The darkly consecrated aura surrounding your Herald's Bane scythe expands instantly, drawing in ambient light and sucking the warmth from the room. A fell rime creeps across the floor at your feet, glistening with the same chilly luminance as the avtalia crystals in the star-kissed reaping blade.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: The darkly consecrated aura surrounding Lawlite's Herald's Bane scythe expands instantly, drawing in ambient light and sucking the warmth from the room. A fell rime creeps across the floor at his feet, glistening with the same chilly luminance as the avtalia crystals in the star-kissed reaping blade.
PULL (hidden)	First Person: The darkly consecrated aura surrounding your Herald's Bane scythe expands instantly, drawing in ambient light and sucking the warmth from the room. A fell rime creeps across the floor at your feet, glistening with the same chilly luminance as the avtalia crystals in the star-kissed reaping blade.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: Surrounding ambient light darkens and the temperature in the area plummets as a fell rime creeps rapidly across the floor, glistening with a chilly, unnatural luminance.
PUSH	First Person: A colossal, shadowy scorpion stinger with a diffuse golden haze dripping like venom from the barb's tip manifests above you. As it drives into the floor, the stinger shatters, exploding into obsidian scorpions that disperse in every direction before melting into the surrounding shadows.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: A colossal, shadowy scorpion stinger with a diffuse golden haze dripping like venom from the barb's tip manifests above Lawlite. As it drives into the floor, the stinger shatters, exploding into obsidian scorpions that disperse in every direction before melting into the surrounding shadows.
PUSH (hidden)	First Person: A colossal, shadowy scorpion stinger with a diffuse golden haze dripping like venom from the barb's tip manifests above you. As it drives into the floor, the stinger shatters, exploding into obsidian scorpions that disperse in every direction before melting into the surrounding shadows.
No messaging for second person.
Third Person: Darkness coalesces overhead, writhing and solidifying into a colossal, shadowy scorpion stinger with a diffuse golden haze dripping like venom from the barb's tip. As it drives into the floor, the stinger shatters, exploding into obsidian scorpions that disperse in every direction before melting into the surrounding shadows.
CLEAN	First Person: You reverently wipe a cloth along the flat of your scythe's blade. As you pass over avtalia crystals, they pulse with a sharp, cold light, repelling the grime as if it were an offense to the weapon's sanctity.
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Third Person: Lawlite reverently wipes a cloth along the flat of his scythe's blade. As he passes over avtalia crystals, they pulse with a sharp, cold light, repelling the grime as if it were an offense to the weapon's sanctity.
TILT	First Person: You level the tip of your Herald's Bane scythe at any woebegone adversaries. Its darkly consecrated aura coalesces at the point of your attention, dripping like black ichor before evaporating into smoke.
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Third Person: Lawlite levels the tip of his Herald's Bane scythe at any woebegone adversaries. Its darkly consecrated aura coalesces at the point of his attention, dripping like black ichor before evaporating into smoke.
KISS	First Person: You stare into the polished surface of your scythe's blade. Your reflection is framed by the embedded avtalia crystals, appearing as though you look down from the heavens.
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Third Person: Lawlite stares intently into the polished surface of his scythe's blade, the embedded avtalia crystals reflecting heavenly starlight in his eyes.
TICKLE	First Person: You trace the gweldgold inlay of the Heralds' defeat on your scythe. The metal feels momentarily hot under their depictions, contrasting sharply with the icy chill of the surrounding avtalia crystals. Faint wisps of stream trail upon your hand as you are briefly lost in contemplative reflection.
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Third Person: Lawlite traces the gweldgold inlay of the Heralds' defeat along his scythe, his hand trailing faint wisps of steam as he looks briefly lost in contemplative reflection.