50 More Reflections! 1-10

Hey everyone! As mentioned in the show, the gang found another set of reflections they were holding back on sharing. Due to Arg0s getting close to Ascalon last session however this means that the GM is quickly rushing to prepare them for next session! Here are the first 10, with more to come over the week!

T6 - 4 - Edge of Diffusion: Where Color Burns to Dark - Staff - Black and Blue: A staff that once observed the edge of the world and drew its boundaries. The usage of this staff grants one usage to one of the magics that transcends divinity. The wielder of this staff can carve the ground apart with grand barriers, creating peerless seals capable of binding the very fabric of the world in.

Power: B

Defense: B

Tech: B

Anima: C

Special: EX

Feedback: EX

X425 - Reach the Sky - Boots - Any: A set of customized mechanical boots granted an arcane engine. Originally used by messengers to connect the floating kingdoms, they were repurposed as the end approached to allow even those reserved for the backline to fight for their future. Each set of these boots has a unique core fuel making every pair of boots distinct from one another. This particular set saw the world, island by island, as the citizens sent their messenger of hope with letters bound for any island that would still grant their final hero refuge.

Power: C

Defense: C

Tech: EX

Anima: C

Special: C

Feedback: E

D6 - 2 - True Bonds - Winged Orbs - Any: True bonds as fragile as glass. Orbs the size of a fist, carried by the wings of the angels below. Each orb contains a measure of the Solar Muse’s animating power, bearing with it pureflame untempered by legend. When one of these small orbs comes into contact with another object or creature it can fuse with it, adding its power and reinforcing it to a level on par with reflections. “A new legend is about to be forged! Yours! :)”

Power: EX 💖

Defense: EX ✨

Tech: EX ❣️

Anima: EX 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

Special: EX 🎵

Feedback: EX 🕊️ (unless that’s bad, is that bad? - Fio)*

*Chronicler’s note: the muse has decided to enter the stats of this reflection herself.

305 - Cosmos Calling Cane - Cane - Black: As the weight of age bore down on the astronomer’s back, the long cane that connected her to the ground picked up the slack. With graceful arcs, she carved the path of the heavens into the dust of her floor long after the stars winked out. Even if the world, from her perspective, had ceased to be the places that the stars once were had left enough of an impression that she could still call them to the darkened earth.

Power: B

Defense: F

Tech: B

Anima: A

Special: EX

Feedback: C

365 - Cacophony - Gunblade - Red: As the flame ran dry, in a moment of desperation the machinists turned to different resources to sustain life. Cacophony is a blade that draws out the ichor of life from other substances, converting it crudely to flame as both armaments for itself, and sustenance for its wielder.

Power: A

Defense: F

Tech: B

Anima: D

Special: B

Feedback: D

498 - Graveyard of the Rivalry - Spear - Any: At the direction of the ambassador, the final bastion that mankind would carve for itself would be a refuge at the base of the greatest mountain in the land. While the skies burned with dragonfire, and the war reached its falling notes, this enclave provided a safe haven for those that fled the end. One by one as the greatwyrms fell, the tower drew in their strength reinforcing itself against the growing light of the flame of the apocalypse.

Power: B

Defense: A

Tech: B

Anima: D

Special: EX

Feedback: C

D6 - 3 - Love’s Pure Wings - Armor - Any: A brilliant gown that holds the weight and strength of an entire armory. A long sash wrapped around the body that carries with it the authority of the muse. The naive song of a bard singing her own legend. The hopes of a girl who never had a chance to be a hero.

Power: EX…. maybe

Defense: EX I think

Tech: …

Anima: …

Special: EX

Feedback: D

*Chronicler’s note: it seems she became embarrassed and started answering genuinely at some point.

X073 - Crown of Ascension - Mask - Black: A mask carved of obsidian, its color shifts to match the hue of the wielder’s inner world. This mask is meant to act as a weapon, unequipped and held away from the body. By placing it upon one’s face the mask gains influence over one's core composition allowing their body to be warped freely and magic and psionics to be wrung from the flesh. The mask instead becomes the rooting point of one's form, and if one wishes to return from its influence they need to properly remember the face hidden behind its empty eyes.

Power: C

Defense: B

Tech: B

Anima: B

Special: EX

Feedback: EX

ERROR - Weight of the World - Construct - Steel: A large, mechanical form that clings to one’s back. Their body burns away into the flame of creation that they once bore so dutifully. This large mechanical form towers over its wielder, attacking in tandem with them with the strength and precision of a being that once bore the weight of all things.

Power: A

Defense: A

Tech: F

Anima: A

Special: A

Feedback: D

028 - Untempered Perfection - Greatsword - Steel: A slab of metal warped in the flame of the end. This blade likely once held form, the long rivulets of molten steel giving the impression of filigree or an artist’s hand. The blade barely cuts, instead this weapon relies on its overwhelming weight and mass to deal damage.

By swinging the blade, bit by bit, the sword and wielder both will remember the shapes they once held.

Power: A

Defense: F

Tech: F

Anima: F

Special: F

Feedback: F