Festival of the Fallen 2017/teasers
Morphing Armor Unlock
Do you own a set of Rikelle's fantastic morphing armor? Do you think it's as good as it can get? Well think again! Rikelle has tinkered and found a way to make a new and rare tier to her armor. What more could she make it do, you ask? Let me tell you! Currently, her third tinkering of armor allows you to have up to 6 sides of clothing, right? *Murmurs of agreement* Well how would you like 10!?!?! That's right, you heard it here first folks. *Cheers and applause* But wait! There's more! *Audible gasps* This new tier will allow you to weightlessly carry your armor when it's morphed into shirt form! *Resounding cheers and applause* Come on down to the Festival of the Fallen for your chance to win this rare tier.
A barley audible voice quickly states, "Standard encumbrance restrictions still apply."
Voln? Who's that? Oh well, I guess I don't need all of his armor lying around. I suppose I'll just have to hand it out somehow... Voln armor unlocking returns to Festival of the Fallen again this year. Distribution will be split with some available to anyone, and others restricted to Voln members only.
Iasha Weapon Unlock
Stepping through the door to the smithy's back room, the heat is stifling. Sweat runs in seductive rivulets over the voluptuous elven lass lying in a suggestive position on a bed of furs. Your eyes are drawn away from her ample curves to the white ora weapon lying beside her, heatless flames licking its length. As you stare longingly at the weapon a disembodied voice whispers, "T3, by Iasha."
OOC NOTE: Service will be for EITHER unlocking an existing T2 to T3 and making sure stats are up to snuff (making it 6x if it isn't already) OR should the winner not own an Iasha, one will be created for them at T3 unlock with appropriate statistics.
Looking puzzled, the sturdy looking elf asks, "Inch ants? What the hell are inch ants?" "Sounds like something found in the Maernstrike Caverns across the lake," he continues. "No idea why anyone would ever actually pay for them. Nevertheless, we've got them too if you want 'em," he asserts somewhat confidently. Scratching his head he frowns, "Now if I can just figure out how to get them on the weapons."
OOC NOTE: Some restrictions apply. +5 enchant ~ No weapons with crit weighting/padding over heavy (150 pts), no items with combat scripts, no naginata, the cost will vary based upon item's properties. Items will only be allowed to have this service ONCE per festival.
Bards be nimble, Bards be quick, Bards come to Vaalor, Bards make sonic weapons sick!
OOC Note: A set number of sonic alterations will be offered at this year's Festival. I hope to see you bards out there!
The blacksmith turned to face his ancient assistant who was tugging relentlessly at his sleeve. "I've something to show you," the assistant stated. Following his worker into the forge, what greeted the blacksmith was an ingenious contraption. Sadly, it was also the most ungainly, unsightly, unusable piece of armor the blacksmith had ever seen. Standing precariously on a stand before him was a suit of full plate with numerous awl-pikes attached to it, through clever straps and brazed fittings, that jutted out at odd angles while threatening to topple the armor at any moment. Sighing to himself, the blacksmith muttered under his breath, "Why are you so old?" before stating aloud, "SPIKES, I asked you to add SPIKES to the armor."
OOC Note: A limited number of spike adding to armor will be offered at the Festival (method of selection will be determined at a later time).
Grobey 1slot Fusion Shields
Reaching into his leather bag, he pulls out a broken cog piece and distractedly taps it on the workbench several times as he stares blankly ahead. With a sudden gleam of inspiration, he tosses the cog back into his pouch and clears a space on the workbench. Pulling a shield to him, he grabs some dimly glowing tools and bends over, carefully manipulating the shield's surface. After several painstaking minutes, a soft glow covers the shield as a perfectly spherical depression forms.
A small elven child, twice the gnome's height, runs in and breaks his concentration.
"Grobey! Stop! Wait!" Screeches the small, yet taller, child with a very distressed look on his face.
"What? Why are you bothering me? Can't you see I'm trying to work? This is tedious!" Grobey's jade green eyes flash with annoyance.
"But this is important! I was told to tell you that you can only do one of those this time. Just the one! If you try to do more than one on a shield," says the child, "your magic tools will asplode!" The child ducks his head and anxiously twists his shirttails.
With a loud sigh, Grobey lays his tools down, reaches for a new shield, and says, "Fine. One it will be, then."
OOC Note: Grobey's coming back and bringing his shields! However, they will only be available with 1 fusion slot. This is the only time these morphing shields will be available this year, so get them while you can!