View source for Item:Tarnished silver spike (1)

==Spike Verbs==
*{{com|study}}: 
: The spike has an air of great age, but otherwise does not appear unusual.
: [This is an item for customizing Empath guardian spirits.  Only an [[Empath]] who knows the [[Guardian Spirit]] spell can use this.  This item is ready to be redeemed via the MEDITATE verb.]
: [VERBS:  Focus, meditate, study.]

*{{com|focus}}: 
: You sense unfamiliar fey magic coursing through the spike, but are unable to make sense of the pattern, if there is one.  For a brief moment, the air seems to grow crisper around you, with a sharp, cool scent of autumn.

*{{com|meditate}}: 
: (For an Empath who knows the Guardian Spirit spell and is not perma-shocked...)
: [You are about to redeem a Guardian Spirit alteration item.  It is currently set up to have...
: NAME:        [random]
: SHORT DESC:  a savage alfar warrior
: APPEAR:      a savage alfar warrior with its hair shaved into a shaggy [color] crest
: DESCRIPTION: Its body corded with muscle, this warrior of the fae is a solid and implacable presence. Scars gougued across its face and neck mar the creature's softly gleaming silvery skin, lending the alfar the air of a living weapon that has withstood countless battles. Despite its scars, the warrior stands with an air of bored disinterest, its dark, cat-slitted eyes surveying its surroundings from an angular face set in a nearly-expressionless mask. The creature's [color] hair is snarled in a knotted tangle.
: If this is acceptable, please meditate on your spike again within the next minute.]

*{{com|meditate}}: (second time, within one minute)
: As you contemplate the spike, the air around you grows chill, with the sharp tang of cold metal.  In the distance you hear a clangor of bells, though their tones are slightly discordant to your ears.  Abruptly, you realize that you are not alone, a savage alfar warrior with its hair shaved into a shaggy crest stands before you.    Briskly, the creature takes the spike from your hand, inspecting it minutely.
: In a gravelly voice, the savage warrior says, "This has been lost to my clan for many years, and we had all but given up the search.  My name is Ashpool.  My family owe you a great debt, <name>.  Call upon us at any time, and one of us will come to your aid."  The warrior bows grimly, its left hand resting on the hilt of its weapon.
: As it straightens the warrior appears less real, like a reflection seen in an antique mirror.  You close  your eyes to blink away the dizzying apparition and when you open them, the creature is gone.
: [From now on a CUSTOM cast of the GS spell will summon your savage alfar warrior!]