Item:Flawlessly varnished stormtouched flamewood phoenix flute limned in anloral

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flawlessly varnished stormtouched flamewood phoenix flute limned in anloral
Look: This exquisitely carved instrument bears an adjustable performance wrist-strap on the creature's stretched torso, which forms the main body of the flute. Keyholes limned in anloral run at even intervals, and the open beak offers a natural mouthpiece. Elaborate wings traced in burning goldfyre and dendritic black lines create a raging inferno of plumage, their inwardly curved span extending downward to avoid any interference while playing and offering a bracer-like aesthetic when worn.
Weight: 10 stones
Metal: No
Appraised Cost: Unknown
Properties: This is an instrument.
  • This item is worn in the wrist slot.
Instrument Properties: This wind instrument is:
  • Faenella herself (11/11) quality
Dimensions: ? length x ? width x ? height
Sources: Source is Aesthene's Close 452/Raffle

Holy attuned ritual focus.

Atmo messaging:
First Person: A softly melodious song echoes upon a breeze as the anloral keys on your phoenix flute harmoniously pulsate with a gentle bluish-white light. A wave of illusory flames sweeps across the creature's plumage, raging up its body before being expelled out the beaked mouthpiece as a fiery stream that washes over you. You feel any doubts being burned away as your faith is born anew, reforged by the divine presence of Murrula's grace.
Third Person: A softly melodious song echoes upon a breeze as the anloral keys on <Player>'s phoenix flute harmoniously pulsate with a gentle bluish-white light. A wave of illusory flames sweeps across the creature's plumage, raging up its body before being expelled out the beaked mouthpiece as a fiery stream that washes over <Player>.