Post by sparkmane on Jul 18, 2016 1:07:32 GMT
Falling Sky
System:
Heavy War Sledge, Str+4 Lethal, attack Difficulty 8. Level 3, Gnosis 5. When activated, the weapon does aggravated damage. Once per turn, the user can re-roll the activation roll, and his next attack gets one additional damage die for each success. If this roll fails, the hammer remains activated, though it may deactivate on a botch. The extra dice from a secondary activation are wasted if the attack misses. A Mountain Spirit is bound to the weapon.
Personality: Like a mountain, Falling Sky is quiet and difficult to rouse to emption one way or another. It values unity, having been made as a wedding gift and having united so many peoples in its time. Extreme disharmony or the breaking of unions upset it, and seeing new places makes it happy. It also has a fondness for being around other fetishes.
History: Long before Europeans set sail, a tribe of Uktena lived peacefully in a coastal region of South America. The Rainbow of Gold tribe was visited by the Sept of the Bright Horizon; Shadow Lord explorers equipped with a small amount of Fenrir for protection. They found the land and wished to settle there, but knew other parties had had issues with the locals. Attempts were made at peace, and finding a common ground, the two groups agreed to unite as one with a marriage. The Alpha of the Rainbow of Gild had a beautiful daughter who was kin to his people, and the Bright Horizon’s alpha had a strong son, born true under the half moon. Their names have been forgotten to time, but thus begins the legend of Falling Sky and the prosperous reign of the Sept of the Golden Horizon.
Among the tribe was an item of reverence – a gift from the skies in the form of a meteor. The Uktena felt that a great symbol was needed to hold such a large union, and what better to symbolize coming together than the sky coming to touch the earth? Using skills their Romanian friends had brought, the forged their iron meteor to steel. The Fenrir were consulted as to a proper weapon, and recommended a hammer. None of them had a war sledge, but they had drawings for the Uktena to base their crafting. Unfortunately, the Get have a tendency to exaggerate their endowments, so the head crafted was made extremely large. The Uktena took their favorite stories, and got those of the Shadow Lords and Fenrir, and wove them into their brick of Cosmic Steel. With a head made of Sky, a haft of Earth was needed, and the Quebracho tree was chosen. Axe-breaker, the wood was as strong as the rocks from which it grew, and was deemed fit to honor the symbolism. The head was married to the shaft with a beautiful ring of gold.
A mountain overlooked the tribe’s home – a mountain, where Earth touches Sky. The Uktena spoke to the mountain, asking for its aid. They promised that its power and glory would be able to roam, and so it agreed. The spirit of the mountain was bound to the massive hammer, and it was presented at the wedding of the two tribes.
The weapon was handed down through several generations in the Golden Horizon, each hand it entered moving on to lead the tribe. The world changes, though, and now that the Shadow Lords called this place home, it was their turn to have visitors. The Silver Fang sept, Righteous Wind, arrived in the form of more modern explorers – Conquistadors, some would call them. They did not want the land, but its resources. The current holder of Falling Sky, of western blood, was open to trade. In exchange for some of their gold, he would take peace and friendship from the Silver Fangs. The agreement to live in peace forever was made, but there was no one to marry to seal it. The Righteous Wind’s alpha owned a strange silver blade known as Cutting Wind, and so the two septs exchanged their royal arms to symbolize their union.
Falling Sky was takin back to Europe. The more civilized Garou had less predilection for a thirty-pound hammer, and so it became more of a royal symbol, occasionally serving the role of scepter in the courts. The fetish hammer spent several generations of peace as a respected artifact, until the Righteous Wind expanded a touch too far. Their territorial border collided with that of the Many Jaws of Fenris, an all Get sept focused on territory and power. Unlike previous visitors, they did not want to be friends. War began.
They two septs were well-matched; the Righteous had numbers and sophistication but the Many had their berserkers and experience in battle. The then-alpha of the Righteous Wind tried many times to parley with the king of the Many, but the mighty warrior would not meet for peace. The Sliver Fang took Falling Sky from its place of honor, bonded to it, and carried it to make his own meeting. The Fenrir King was not alone, though, for he wielded an ancestral Grand Klaive known Ten-Fangs-of-Fenrir, named for its jagged edges. The two met in combat and the hammer of unity battles the blade of conquest. The silver teeth tried to bite through the Quebracho handle of the weapon, but after a mere taste, Ten-Fangs-Of-Fenrir snapped against the will of the axe-breaker. Many required the mercy of Righteous.
With peace or death the only option, the Fenrir king agreed that their borders would meet on the very spot he battled the Sliver Fang. The Silver Fang was a galliard, and remembered the long tale of Falling Sky – and continued it by giving the hammer to his enemy to replace the broken Klaive. The notch made from the silver was left unrepaired, as a symbol that their unity could be tested, but not broken. The Fenrir re-forged the remains of Ten-Fangs-OF-Fenrir into two smaller Klaives, Fang of Geri and fang of Freki, and left the Righteous to live in peace.
The new Fenrir had less respect for the hammer – it merely became the property of whomever was strong enough to use it, though that in and of itself was some honor. It was carried across Europe and into Asia as the aggressive Sept sought land, and Falling Sky indeed saw the many places it had been promised centuries ago. The Many Jaws eventually grew too large, and allowed a portion of its members to branch off into a separate sept. The Kings of All Lands were born, and they traveled to America. As the weapon was handed down from giant to giant, the world changed, and in the age of electronica the hammer went to a Philodox whose name is unknown. He was captured by a traveling war-sept called the Sept of the Final Strike, led by a mad Fenrir king called Rising-Tide-Of-Victory. As many before him, he was forced to fight for his freedom – and he failed. He became a slave, his bulk taken from battle and used to assemble the encampments of the mad sept. To protect Falling Sky, he let it become unclean and he used it as a tool. What was once a beautiful wedding present was now a device for pounding stakes in the ground for tents. It was a sadness, and dishonor, but an alternative to the weapon being taken by mad wolves who would never know peace.
The sept came to Cleveland in July of 2016, and captured three brave young Garou – Ethan of the Fenrir, Thomas the white-skinned Wendigo, and Tanith of the Bone Gnawers. Volunteering to be the first to take his challenge, Thomas was told to select a weapon. Favoring hammers, Thomas declined the weapons available and selected the dirty hammer in the hands of the giant enslaved Fenrir. With a long thought and a heavy heart, the weapon was given to the white Wendigo. It served him in battle and earned him his freedom, and when he attempted to return it to its enslaved master, the unnamed man simply said. “No. Take it and strike it against something more worthy than a tent stake.” Agreeing, Thomas and his allies escaped the mad sept and Falling Sky returned to the service of Gaia.
Appearance: Falling Sky’s head is very simple. It is a rectangular block of steel, thirty pounds, flat on all six sides, with no effort made to round the edges or corners; a brick. Despite this, at a glance it appears to have a texture – beautiful, almost alien crystalline formations ripple mathematically through its surface with all the colors of the stars. The markings on it are equally beautiful and strange, as they are a mixture of South American tribal symbols and ancient Romanian barbarian concepts with faint traces of Norse influence. These markings are engraved, scrolled across all six sides of the brick, seeming to tell stories that cannot be read.
The haft of the weapon is thick and strong, made of an unusual, vaguely orange wood with little visible grain pattern. The sturdy haft has no varnish or lacquer, instead seeming to have been richly treated with oils. While lacking decoration, the handle has a conspicuous notch in it, as through it was once struck by a blade. Where the haft marries the head, subtle decoration of gold and semiprecious stones ring around the weapon’s throat. The butt of the haft has a simple symbol of two arrows pointing into each other, inlayed with gold.
Construction: The head of the weapon is made from Cosmic Steel – forged from iron that fell to Earth as a meteor. This gives the surface its strange faux-texture. The haft is made of Quebracho wood – axe-breaker trees native to the area where the weapon was forged.
System:
Heavy War Sledge, Str+4 Lethal, attack Difficulty 8. Level 3, Gnosis 5. When activated, the weapon does aggravated damage. Once per turn, the user can re-roll the activation roll, and his next attack gets one additional damage die for each success. If this roll fails, the hammer remains activated, though it may deactivate on a botch. The extra dice from a secondary activation are wasted if the attack misses. A Mountain Spirit is bound to the weapon.
Personality: Like a mountain, Falling Sky is quiet and difficult to rouse to emption one way or another. It values unity, having been made as a wedding gift and having united so many peoples in its time. Extreme disharmony or the breaking of unions upset it, and seeing new places makes it happy. It also has a fondness for being around other fetishes.
History: Long before Europeans set sail, a tribe of Uktena lived peacefully in a coastal region of South America. The Rainbow of Gold tribe was visited by the Sept of the Bright Horizon; Shadow Lord explorers equipped with a small amount of Fenrir for protection. They found the land and wished to settle there, but knew other parties had had issues with the locals. Attempts were made at peace, and finding a common ground, the two groups agreed to unite as one with a marriage. The Alpha of the Rainbow of Gild had a beautiful daughter who was kin to his people, and the Bright Horizon’s alpha had a strong son, born true under the half moon. Their names have been forgotten to time, but thus begins the legend of Falling Sky and the prosperous reign of the Sept of the Golden Horizon.
Among the tribe was an item of reverence – a gift from the skies in the form of a meteor. The Uktena felt that a great symbol was needed to hold such a large union, and what better to symbolize coming together than the sky coming to touch the earth? Using skills their Romanian friends had brought, the forged their iron meteor to steel. The Fenrir were consulted as to a proper weapon, and recommended a hammer. None of them had a war sledge, but they had drawings for the Uktena to base their crafting. Unfortunately, the Get have a tendency to exaggerate their endowments, so the head crafted was made extremely large. The Uktena took their favorite stories, and got those of the Shadow Lords and Fenrir, and wove them into their brick of Cosmic Steel. With a head made of Sky, a haft of Earth was needed, and the Quebracho tree was chosen. Axe-breaker, the wood was as strong as the rocks from which it grew, and was deemed fit to honor the symbolism. The head was married to the shaft with a beautiful ring of gold.
A mountain overlooked the tribe’s home – a mountain, where Earth touches Sky. The Uktena spoke to the mountain, asking for its aid. They promised that its power and glory would be able to roam, and so it agreed. The spirit of the mountain was bound to the massive hammer, and it was presented at the wedding of the two tribes.
The weapon was handed down through several generations in the Golden Horizon, each hand it entered moving on to lead the tribe. The world changes, though, and now that the Shadow Lords called this place home, it was their turn to have visitors. The Silver Fang sept, Righteous Wind, arrived in the form of more modern explorers – Conquistadors, some would call them. They did not want the land, but its resources. The current holder of Falling Sky, of western blood, was open to trade. In exchange for some of their gold, he would take peace and friendship from the Silver Fangs. The agreement to live in peace forever was made, but there was no one to marry to seal it. The Righteous Wind’s alpha owned a strange silver blade known as Cutting Wind, and so the two septs exchanged their royal arms to symbolize their union.
Falling Sky was takin back to Europe. The more civilized Garou had less predilection for a thirty-pound hammer, and so it became more of a royal symbol, occasionally serving the role of scepter in the courts. The fetish hammer spent several generations of peace as a respected artifact, until the Righteous Wind expanded a touch too far. Their territorial border collided with that of the Many Jaws of Fenris, an all Get sept focused on territory and power. Unlike previous visitors, they did not want to be friends. War began.
They two septs were well-matched; the Righteous had numbers and sophistication but the Many had their berserkers and experience in battle. The then-alpha of the Righteous Wind tried many times to parley with the king of the Many, but the mighty warrior would not meet for peace. The Sliver Fang took Falling Sky from its place of honor, bonded to it, and carried it to make his own meeting. The Fenrir King was not alone, though, for he wielded an ancestral Grand Klaive known Ten-Fangs-of-Fenrir, named for its jagged edges. The two met in combat and the hammer of unity battles the blade of conquest. The silver teeth tried to bite through the Quebracho handle of the weapon, but after a mere taste, Ten-Fangs-Of-Fenrir snapped against the will of the axe-breaker. Many required the mercy of Righteous.
With peace or death the only option, the Fenrir king agreed that their borders would meet on the very spot he battled the Sliver Fang. The Silver Fang was a galliard, and remembered the long tale of Falling Sky – and continued it by giving the hammer to his enemy to replace the broken Klaive. The notch made from the silver was left unrepaired, as a symbol that their unity could be tested, but not broken. The Fenrir re-forged the remains of Ten-Fangs-OF-Fenrir into two smaller Klaives, Fang of Geri and fang of Freki, and left the Righteous to live in peace.
The new Fenrir had less respect for the hammer – it merely became the property of whomever was strong enough to use it, though that in and of itself was some honor. It was carried across Europe and into Asia as the aggressive Sept sought land, and Falling Sky indeed saw the many places it had been promised centuries ago. The Many Jaws eventually grew too large, and allowed a portion of its members to branch off into a separate sept. The Kings of All Lands were born, and they traveled to America. As the weapon was handed down from giant to giant, the world changed, and in the age of electronica the hammer went to a Philodox whose name is unknown. He was captured by a traveling war-sept called the Sept of the Final Strike, led by a mad Fenrir king called Rising-Tide-Of-Victory. As many before him, he was forced to fight for his freedom – and he failed. He became a slave, his bulk taken from battle and used to assemble the encampments of the mad sept. To protect Falling Sky, he let it become unclean and he used it as a tool. What was once a beautiful wedding present was now a device for pounding stakes in the ground for tents. It was a sadness, and dishonor, but an alternative to the weapon being taken by mad wolves who would never know peace.
The sept came to Cleveland in July of 2016, and captured three brave young Garou – Ethan of the Fenrir, Thomas the white-skinned Wendigo, and Tanith of the Bone Gnawers. Volunteering to be the first to take his challenge, Thomas was told to select a weapon. Favoring hammers, Thomas declined the weapons available and selected the dirty hammer in the hands of the giant enslaved Fenrir. With a long thought and a heavy heart, the weapon was given to the white Wendigo. It served him in battle and earned him his freedom, and when he attempted to return it to its enslaved master, the unnamed man simply said. “No. Take it and strike it against something more worthy than a tent stake.” Agreeing, Thomas and his allies escaped the mad sept and Falling Sky returned to the service of Gaia.
Appearance: Falling Sky’s head is very simple. It is a rectangular block of steel, thirty pounds, flat on all six sides, with no effort made to round the edges or corners; a brick. Despite this, at a glance it appears to have a texture – beautiful, almost alien crystalline formations ripple mathematically through its surface with all the colors of the stars. The markings on it are equally beautiful and strange, as they are a mixture of South American tribal symbols and ancient Romanian barbarian concepts with faint traces of Norse influence. These markings are engraved, scrolled across all six sides of the brick, seeming to tell stories that cannot be read.
The haft of the weapon is thick and strong, made of an unusual, vaguely orange wood with little visible grain pattern. The sturdy haft has no varnish or lacquer, instead seeming to have been richly treated with oils. While lacking decoration, the handle has a conspicuous notch in it, as through it was once struck by a blade. Where the haft marries the head, subtle decoration of gold and semiprecious stones ring around the weapon’s throat. The butt of the haft has a simple symbol of two arrows pointing into each other, inlayed with gold.
Construction: The head of the weapon is made from Cosmic Steel – forged from iron that fell to Earth as a meteor. This gives the surface its strange faux-texture. The haft is made of Quebracho wood – axe-breaker trees native to the area where the weapon was forged.