View source for Weapon:Monstrous spiked double axe of dark metals exuding a miasmic sanguine aura

{{Necro}}
{{RTOC}}{{Weapon
|newapp2=Yes
|noun=axe
|look=Streaked with a sickly iridescence, the greenish-black metal is unsettlingly warm to the touch, while the slightly serrated spikes along the massive twin-bladed axe head have a chitinous quality.  The haft bears the distinct signs of masterful counterweighting and is coated in a soft, semi-oily membrane which appears to pulse and throb ever so lightly, as if with some sort of corrupted, unnatural heartbeat.
|MTag=metal
|CTag=greenish-black, green, black, sanguine, red
|STag=miasmic
|range=pole
|type=2HE
|puncture=somewhat fair
|slice=very bone-crushing
|impact=severe
|fire=no
|cold=no
|electric=no
|foi=reasonably
|balance=inadequately
|suitedness=extremely well
|construction=extremely resistant
|metal=yes
|weight=90
|wearloc=-
|sourcetype=-
|special=cambrinth, verby, necromancer style
|maxcharge=45
|rare=yes
|fname=No
}}
Generates passive SO.[[Generates Social Outrage::true| ]]

==Before Bonding==
===Verbs===
{{com|study}}: You get a strong feeling that you should STARE at the double axe.  You're not really sure why.

===Recall===
You attempt to recall anything relavant about the double axe.<br/>
The axe stubbornly remains a mystery.

===Stare Visions===
Odd sensations ripple through your body you stare intently at the double axe. However, try as you might, the axe resists your gaze. You get the distinct impression that the macabre weapon finds you unworthy.
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You focus your gaze intently on the axe, grasping it in both hands and holding it firmly despite the way it constantly slips and wriggles in your grasp, as though it were alive. Dark visions seep into the edges of your sight, and you get the feeling that you've perked the interest of someone... or something.
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You focus intently on the double axe, attempting to unlock its dark secrets. As you continue to gaze at it, a crimson haze falls over your vision,and swirling shadows seem to engulf you!<br/>
Hideous cries of pain fill your ears and cold talons of pure shadow grope at you in the darkness. Somewhere very close by, dark whispers echo obscene deeds and ask for your help in accomplishing them. Two red swirling eyes suddenly appear before you and a harsh grating voice utters, "Serve us..." A feeling of tremendous weight suddenly presses on your chest, and you swear you can hear your ribs crack as cold claws tear through bone and flesh to grapple at your heart! With a searing flash of pain, your vision clears!

Dark tendrils of corrupted red and green tear at your vitality!
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You focus intently on the double axe, attempting to unlock its dark secrets. As you continue to gaze at it, a crimson haze falls over your vision,and swirling shadows seem to engulf you!<br/>
Vile whispers and dark words seem to permeate the darkness. Everywhere harsh grating voices ask for your service and your assistance. The cacophony of voices is overwhelming. Amidst it all, a small pinpoint of light floats in the center of your vision, just beyond the grasp of your powers. Suddenly, red pinpoints of light spring up all around, and you can feel dozens of cold claws grasping, groping, and pulling you backwards into the darkness. With a great searing pain, your vision clears!

The double axe burns in your hands with a deadly cold that seems to drain your very life!
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You focus intently on the double axe, attempting to unlock its dark secrets. As you continue to gaze at it, a crimson haze falls over your vision,and swirling shadows seem to engulf you!<br/>
The darkness quickly fades to a hazy grey, and you could swear that something moves just beyond, out of your grasp. Dark flows of shadow spin through the haze, red pinpoints of light appearing and disappearing. You strain to see through the haze to the Truth beyond, but the swirling shadows suddenly surround you! You have the feeling that you're suddenly falling as your vision clears.
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Dark swirling shadows suddenly cloud your vision as you manage to stare straight through the blade of the double axe, locking yourself into a mental battle with the macabre weapon.  Greasy tendrils and skeletonized landscapes shroud your sight as you focus on whatever dark force inhabits the blade, clearly and distinctly beyond your comprehension.

Despite the stark knowledge that you are delving deep into forces no mortal was never meant to see, they do you no harm, watching you with disinterested curiosity.
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As you continue to stare at the double axe, you manage to push yourself past greasy ropes of filth hanging through the air, and dead puddles of bile smeared from the innards of some unseen insect.   Eyes stare out at you from between the edges of the world, through the cracks between the seams of reality.  It watches you for a long moment, judging whether you be prey or otherwise.  After a time it speaks, "Interesting.  Very interesting.  Very well then, mortal.  Provide me with what I desire, slake my thirst, and I will serve you in turn.  For now."  The sibilant voice hisses smoothly, then fades away, just out of the reach of your senses.

You believe that you have forged some sort of bond with the double axe, for good or ill. ('''Bond Established''')

==After Bonding==
===Verbs===
{{com|study}}: You believe you have forged a bond... or partnership, with the double axe.  You can WAVE it at something that is living, in order to feed it.
::You think that when sufficiently fed, you could RAISE the double axe to repair it, or KISS it to let it restore a bit of your own life.
::You think you can also RUB, TAP, TILT, and TURN the double axe.

{{com|stare}}: You stare intently at a monstrous spiked double axe of dark metals exuding a miasmic sanguine aura, and can feel that you have some sort of connection with the macabre weapon.

{{com|rub}}: You rub the double axe.  The unnaturally metal grows dark red at your touch, the color of spilled blood.
::A voice whispers, "Master, I thirst for blood..."
::(alternate message) A voice whispers, "Master, I still hunger.  Sate my thirst!"

{{com|tap}}: You press your fingers lightly against the double axe.  Tiny tendrils of blood red and corrupted green trail out of the surface of the metal, searching and briefly wrapping around your fingertips as if tasting them, hungry for sustenance.

{{com|tilt}}: You tilt your double axe side to side.  Wisps of black intermixed with red snake out from the axe's metal surface, racing down the edges of the blade.

{{com|turn}}: You turn the double axe over in your hands, watching as beads of green corruption pool and linger heavily on the surface of the metal.  The necromantic blight casts a shroud of deathly pallor over the weapon.

{{com|wave}} (target): Long tendrils of blighted green and red reach from your double axe, speeding towards a (target) as if they were hungry vipers lunging for their target!
::They latch onto a (target), caressing its violently for a moment before fleeing back to the confines of your double axe.
::You sense a surge of triumph from your double axe, and you believe its hunger to be sated a bit.
::'''NOTE:''' Appears to drain vitality of target without physical damage.

{{com|wave}} (same target): You hear a soft message in your mind.  "I have already fed from this being."

{{com|wave}} (PC Necromancer): Long tendrils of blighted green and red reach hungrily from your double axe, speeding toward Melachoir as if they were hungry vipers lunging for their target!
::The shadows churn and roil around Melachoir, but you believe that a strange kinship exists between he and the weapon, and they withdraw without harming him.

===Recall===
You attempt to recall anything relavant about the double axe.<br/>
A sibilant whisper echoes from the interior of the axe.  "Master.  Allow me my secrets and I will allow you yours."

==Trivia==
Possibly based on Shadowdeath [http://gswiki.play.net/mediawiki/index.php/ShadowDeath_weapons] weapons from Gemstone IV. No idea if they are just mechanically similar or actually connected.