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	Prize item for [[Hunt for History]].
		⚫	\|short=a vernerable crimson eahnor shield

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⚫	~~<b>~~a vernerable crimson eahnor shield~~</b>~~
		⚫	\|details=This item dates to the battles against [[Despana]]'s forces.

		⚫	\|loresong=Flashes of a battle begin to appear in your mind. Stronger and more detailed the flashes come faster and faster until you can see no more of the world around you. Two forces stand arrayed on a field of battle. On one side you see elves, banners and colors representing every house of the Elven Nations flutter in the wind. Scattered amongst the elves you can make out other races, giantkin, dwarves, halflings, even sylvans and humans. On the other is massed a horde of undead beasts. Zombies, spectres, wailing banshees in chariots drawn by nightmares, and skeletons of every beastly shape imaginable. As the undead advance upon the field, your vision returns and the battle vanishes from your mind.
⚫	~~<b><i>~~This item has no [[show]] description.~~</i></b>~~

⚫	~~<b><I>Dates~~ to the battles against [[Despana]]'s forces.~~</i></b>~~

	=== [[Loresong]] ===

⚫	Flashes of a battle begin to appear in your mind. Stronger and more detailed the flashes come faster and faster until you can see no more of the world around you. Two forces stand arrayed on a field of battle. On one side you see elves, banners and colors representing every house of the Elven Nations flutter in the wind. Scattered amongst the elves you can make out other races, giantkin, dwarves, halflings, even sylvans and humans. On the other is massed a horde of undead beasts. Zombies, spectres, wailing banshees in chariots drawn by nightmares, and skeletons of every beastly shape imaginable. As the undead advance upon the field, your vision returns and the battle vanishes from your mind.

	The battle returns to your mind full force, just as the first blows are struck. Hundreds fall in the first clash, but neither side seems to gain an upper hand as the battle progresses. Empaths move up and down the line, dragging the wounded and dead off the field. Those they can save, are and they return to battle. Those who cannot be saved are left for dead. The clerics move up and down the line supporting the army with their magic, too busy to tend the dead. Slowly you see a slight shift in the battle, and it seems the living are advancing ever so slowly. Falling back the undead all but vanish, and the living armies stop pursuing and return to their camps. Slowly your vision comes back and the images disperse from your mind like wisps of fog.		The battle returns to your mind full force, just as the first blows are struck. Hundreds fall in the first clash, but neither side seems to gain an upper hand as the battle progresses. Empaths move up and down the line, dragging the wounded and dead off the field. Those they can save, are and they return to battle. Those who cannot be saved are left for dead. The clerics move up and down the line supporting the army with their magic, too busy to tend the dead. Slowly you see a slight shift in the battle, and it seems the living are advancing ever so slowly. Falling back the undead all but vanish, and the living armies stop pursuing and return to their camps. Slowly your vision comes back and the images disperse from your mind like wisps of fog.
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	Striding before the pile a High priest speaks out to the assembled races, "Let each who lost a friend or loved one take a piece to remember them by, so that we may never forget their sacrifice." Slowly people form a line and one by one take a piece from the pile, as they do they speak aloud the name of one who they knew and what they remembered about them. As the crowd disperses there is still quite a pile left, again the priest speaks, "Let those who would take from this pile and remember, so that even if all those who were here today die, always someone will remember." He turns his back and slowly walks away, fading as the visions leave you.		Striding before the pile a High priest speaks out to the assembled races, "Let each who lost a friend or loved one take a piece to remember them by, so that we may never forget their sacrifice." Slowly people form a line and one by one take a piece from the pile, as they do they speak aloud the name of one who they knew and what they remembered about them. As the crowd disperses there is still quite a pile left, again the priest speaks, "Let those who would take from this pile and remember, so that even if all those who were here today die, always someone will remember." He turns his back and slowly walks away, fading as the visions leave you.

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	Prize item for [[Hunt for History]].		Prize item for [[Hunt for History]].


	<b>a vernerable crimson eahnor shield</b>		<b>a vernerable crimson eahnor shield</b>


	<b><i>This item has no [[show]] description.</i></b>		<b><i>This item has no [[show]] description.</i></b>


	<b><I>Dates to the battles against [[Despana]]'s forces.</i></b>		<b><I>Dates to the battles against [[Despana]]'s forces.</i></b>


	=== [[Loresong]] ===		=== [[Loresong]] ===
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	Striding before the pile a High priest speaks out to the assembled races, "Let each who lost a friend or loved one take a piece to remember them by, so that we may never forget their sacrifice." Slowly people form a line and one by one take a piece from the pile, as they do they speak aloud the name of one who they knew and what they remembered about them. As the crowd disperses there is still quite a pile left, again the priest speaks, "Let those who would take from this pile and remember, so that even if all those who were here today die, always someone will remember." He turns his back and slowly walks away, fading as the visions leave you.		Striding before the pile a High priest speaks out to the assembled races, "Let each who lost a friend or loved one take a piece to remember them by, so that we may never forget their sacrifice." Slowly people form a line and one by one take a piece from the pile, as they do they speak aloud the name of one who they knew and what they remembered about them. As the crowd disperses there is still quite a pile left, again the priest speaks, "Let those who would take from this pile and remember, so that even if all those who were here today die, always someone will remember." He turns his back and slowly walks away, fading as the visions leave you.


	==Reference==
	Unofficial documentation located here: http://members.aol.com/gs3augie/vernerableshield.html


	[[Category: Hunt for History]]		[[Category: Hunt for History]]

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	<b><I>Dates to the battles against Despana's forces.</i></b>		<b><I>Dates to the battles against [[Despana]]'s forces.</i></b>


	~~<b>~~Loresong~~:</b><br>~~		=== [[Loresong]] ===

	Flashes of a battle begin to appear in your mind. Stronger and more detailed the flashes come faster and faster until you can see no more of the world around you. Two forces stand arrayed on a field of battle. On one side you see elves, banners and colors representing every house of the Elven Nations flutter in the wind. Scattered amongst the elves you can make out other races, giantkin, dwarves, halflings, even sylvans and humans. On the other is massed a horde of undead beasts. Zombies, spectres, wailing banshees in chariots drawn by nightmares, and skeletons of every beastly shape imaginable. As the undead advance upon the field, your vision returns and the battle vanishes from your mind.		Flashes of a battle begin to appear in your mind. Stronger and more detailed the flashes come faster and faster until you can see no more of the world around you. Two forces stand arrayed on a field of battle. On one side you see elves, banners and colors representing every house of the Elven Nations flutter in the wind. Scattered amongst the elves you can make out other races, giantkin, dwarves, halflings, even sylvans and humans. On the other is massed a horde of undead beasts. Zombies, spectres, wailing banshees in chariots drawn by nightmares, and skeletons of every beastly shape imaginable. As the undead advance upon the field, your vision returns and the battle vanishes from your mind.

DRIZZT-12 at 11:51, 6 March 2006

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Prize item for [[Hunt for History]].

a vernerable crimson eahnor shield

This item has no show description.

Dates to the battles against Despana's forces.

Loresong: 
Flashes of a battle begin to appear in your mind. Stronger and more detailed the flashes come faster and faster until you can see no more of the world around you. Two forces stand arrayed on a field of battle. On one side you see elves, banners and colors representing every house of the Elven Nations flutter in the wind. Scattered amongst the elves you can make out other races, giantkin, dwarves, halflings, even sylvans and humans. On the other is massed a horde of undead beasts. Zombies, spectres, wailing banshees in chariots drawn by nightmares, and skeletons of every beastly shape imaginable. As the undead advance upon the field, your vision returns and the battle vanishes from your mind.

The battle returns to your mind full force, just as the first blows are struck. Hundreds fall in the first clash, but neither side seems to gain an upper hand as the battle progresses. Empaths move up and down the line, dragging the wounded and dead off the field. Those they can save, are and they return to battle. Those who cannot be saved are left for dead. The clerics move up and down the line supporting the army with their magic, too busy to tend the dead. Slowly you see a slight shift in the battle, and it seems the living are advancing ever so slowly. Falling back the undead all but vanish, and the living armies stop pursuing and return to their camps. Slowly your vision comes back and the images disperse from your mind like wisps of fog.

Slowly blurred images form in your mind again. Row upon row of bodies lie as far as you can see. Soldiers left alive move up the rows removing armor and weapons from the bodies and placing them in a pile. Behind them clerics kneel beside each body murmuring prayers for the fallen. The dead are lowered into a large communal grave and sent on their way with yet more prayers. It seems days pass in this lengthy process, yet the images seem to have come and gone in moments. An enormous pile of armor and weapons stands upon the field. Clerics and wizards stand around it chanting. Responding to the mystical chants great powers of spirits and the elements surround the pile. A radiant white-blue glow surrounds the pile and slowly seeps into each piece.

Striding before the pile a High priest speaks out to the assembled races, "Let each who lost a friend or loved one take a piece to remember them by, so that we may never forget their sacrifice." Slowly people form a line and one by one take a piece from the pile, as they do they speak aloud the name of one who they knew and what they remembered about them. As the crowd disperses there is still quite a pile left, again the priest speaks, "Let those who would take from this pile and remember, so that even if all those who were here today die, always someone will remember." He turns his back and slowly walks away, fading as the visions leave you.

==Reference==
Unofficial documentation located here: http://members.aol.com/gs3augie/vernerableshield.html

[[Category: Hunt for History]]