Knights of Tezoth

Fiemmael (one-handed sword)

Damage: 100 (462)

Indestructible.

Immunity to magic damage.

30% of dealt damage is returned as health.

Destroys weapons and armor. Chance (strength/2) to destroy that which should not be destroyed.

In Parfinor's park she runs into the people who refused her offer to take the position of class vice-president — Romeo and Azarina. They did not seem to mind her presence, so she could join their conversation if she wished.

— Hmm... — Romeo's face showed thoughtfulness as he examined the scabbard on Azarina's lap, as if trying to confirm his thoughts about what was hidden within, — Is that so?..

Instead of answering, Azarina demonstratively unsheathed the scabbard and showed to the light a one-handed sword of very fine craftsmanship, adorned with various symbols.

— Fiemmael! — Romeo exclaimed. — I have heard that after Tiaria's fall this weapon passed from hand to hand among various rabble, until it finally came to the noble Eisenbach family, but I could not be certain that the emperor would allow others to keep one of his family's ancient relics.

— "For services to the empire," — Azarina explained the official reason for granting this weapon to her family, — although, it seems to me, the emperor simply felt no attachment to this sword, whereas from a strategic standpoint even such a rare ancient artifact no longer holds much significance in modern warfare...

— And yet, I am surprised. Emperor Kamiya Ren has always been a man who treated his family and its history with reverence.

— Perhaps not "that kind" of history. How much misfortune did this blade bring, how many innocent people were deprived of their lives by its edge during Tiaria's use of it?

— Sometimes you surprise me, — Azarina allowed her interlocutor to use her sword, and Romeo made a few movements with it; it was evident that the young aristocrat had been trained in some noble fencing style which, however, would be absolutely useless in modern warfare, — a magnificent weapon steeped in great history. You should wear it with your head held high.

Then they comb the surroundings and discover an expensive-looking sword in a small pit, covered with leaves and snow. 


Fiemmael
Damage: 120%
Accuracy: 60%
Indestructible.
Immunity to magic damage.
30% of dealt damage is returned as health.
Destroys weapons and armor.
Destroys that which should not be destroyed.
Crit: extra turn; if an extra turn was already taken, triple damage.
Can be used with any blade fighting style. 
Only the Reims and Eisenbachs can use the full potential of this weapon.

🌸: Yeah, that will definitely need to be done, just need to be careful with this weapon. Fiemmael is Tiaria's favorite sword and in the wrong hands it can cause great harm to those around.

- A-ah! - Putting her hands on her hips and puffing out her cheeks, Sukáya hovered above the ground, but not too high - just enough to be half a head taller than the guest. - I said that each traveler gets one item, but others came from you. - She twirls colorful pills in her fingers. - I didn't understand right away, but it turns out you circumvented that condition!

- Ha-ha-ha, at this rate a millennium will pass and you might come to know a hundredth part of the human soul.

- I don't understand, Erebos.

- Man is not destined to understand himself either, for the potential of our mental diversity is boundless. I could make your head explode like an overripe watermelon. I could do anything to share a bed with you — against your will. I could fall to my knees and kiss your boots. I could, inspired by your beauty, paint a picture, craft a sculpture, or compose a song. I could gut you and roast you over a fire. To satisfy my hunger. To satisfy my curiosity. To satiate any other feeling. Our mind is unpredictable, and that is why it is so interesting.

- I. Do. Not. Un. Der. Stand. - Fist blows to the shoulder are to a human like gusts of wind.

- Everything in due time, Sukáya. Around my origin, you know, there is also an entertaining legend, and by a twist of fate it happened to be my only memory of the surface. People said my mother became pregnant from a talking family sword, can you imagine?

- She did what? From Gekizo?

- I have no proof, but I am absolutely certain it was a different sword, a-ha-ha! You see, members of our dynasty possess a specific appearance, which I was not endowed with. I suppose that is where the rumors came from — for some people it is much easier to accept such an explanation than the alternative that is on the tip of their tongue.

The human male raises his hand and strokes the puzzled ivylai on the head, then his gaze shifts somewhere to the side, from where Dorian had come.

- Go... Be ready for a rematch, it is close.

After chatting a bit more with the ivylai, Erebos was about to leave.