An aged wooden stake soaked with golden blood. Use to restore HP.
Golden blood attunes itself to any Bloodsworn, and is the symbol of the Progenitor, first of all Bloodsworn.
Boluses formed by blood.
Medicine of questionable veracity that is claimed to contain golden blood. And yet, its blood is a salve to Bloodsworn.
Medicinal boluses made from golden blood.
Golden blood is a potent elixir for humans too—so it is at times they consort with Bloodsworn, and at other times hunt them down.
These spotted boluses are made by mixing both medicinal and poisonous herbs with goldblood.
An incendiary bomb fashioned from a bottle of spirits.
Fire is essential when hunting vampires at night, if only to briefly distract the teeming rioters from their primal fears.
An old mirror that serves as a charm, with a faint light sealed within.
It is a long-held belief that such mirrors can cause vampires and other monstrosities to cower and flee.
A chipped tooth imbued with thick rancor.
Every human age is drenched in rancor, and the dusk only lays it bare.
Greatscythe fragment enwreathed in eclipse.
Nikke, the executioner doll from Velakia shaped like a winged goddess, is a creation born of Bloodsworn blood.
A perfume said to be made from diluted Bloodsworn blood. Used by members of the Order of Dusk as a lure.
A perfume said to be made from blood let from a sigil. The piercing scent of an unforgettable destiny.
A saber forged of dull glass. An ornamental weapon prized by soldiers and police.
A small grave marker in the form of a stake.
Long ago, when a warrior departed for war, a stake was driven into the earth, so that in death at least the soul might find its way back to the homeland.
A tuft of hair of the dead.
The tuft's owner never exacted his own revenge, but this blood might achieve some measure of it.
A small charm shaped like a shackle, of the type that is given to initiates of the Order of Dusk.
In all times and places, whenever dusk is settling upon the world, a follower of the Order of Dusk is never far.
A small statue of a black cat with a raised paw. This trinket originates in an ancient curse.
The black cat's meow is an invitation. Perhaps one worth accepting.
Beast flesh dripping with blood. The source of the wretched beast plague.
This meat, an offering to a nameless ancient god-beast, never festers.
A bronze fetish enwreathed in darkness.
It is said the dark leopard ripped apart the flesh of its Bloodsworn master, absorbing his power and acquiring a taste for blood.
Two medals, fixed together, symbolizing the alliances that were once struck between Bloodsworn.
The alliance was only fleeting, but that is what made it golden.
What remains of a twisted, broken weathervane with a powerful magnetic charge.
One night, the small mountain town of Nearle was hit by a magnetic-storm-induced shuffling phenomenon and disappeared from the face of the earth. This weathervane is one of the few existing reminders of the tragedy.
A rusted cuboid transmitter. The cord for the handset is missing, and yet it still makes the connection to another place.
Long ago, a Bloodsworn traitor rang the house of Lodomerie, summoning their ships to an age of dusk. And so it was, according to legend, that the Sword Lion thus became the ghost of dusk.
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