[Story] A Call to Arms

[LuEngel]

Zsa murmurs a chant and burns a piece of paper with the Heradevy crest in her palm. Fëanor can smell the burning paper and feel a slight vibration through the lid of the chest. The chest glows beneath his palm and an item appears beneath his hand. (Pic attached so you know the shape, currently it is inside the sheath)

"Ah, the Taming Sari! A weapon that no hero has yet unsheathed."

[Gecko]

Fëanor takes the weapon in both hands, and steps back from the chest. He feels the weapon, tapping the sheath lightly to look beneath to the blade it holds.

Dice Roll:

d20

1

to figure out the weapon's properties (religion? concentration? I guess it doesn't matter...)

[QueerSpaceWitch]

Dice Roll:

d20+1

(18)+1

Total = 19

Knowledge roll for historical knowledge about the sacred chest/gifts

[LuEngel]

Zsa looks to the others: "Who will step forward next?"

[QueerSpaceWitch]

Zuri finishes the last bite of her plate and walks over to the chest, her giant wings trailing behind her and leaving a handful of feathers in their wake. She places her hand on the chest.

[LuEngel]

The process repeats in a manner similar to before, but beneath Zuri's hand appears a bow. Despite it's dark grey coloring, when Zuri turns it in the light, it shines with irradescent rainbow colors.

Ina gasps from her seat: "That's Indra's Bow! You must truly weild strong lightning magic for it to come to you."

Zsa grins: "This gets more interesting...Next?"

[Incendia]

Astrid sets aside her plate, most of her food still left untouched. She removes her cloak, and walks humbly to the chest. She closes her eyes, a prayer of protection and respect flowing through her heart, and extends her hand to the chest.

[LuEngel]

As the glow of the chest fades, a small dagger appears beneath Astrid's hand.

Zsa chuckles: "I shouldn't be so surprised that Carnwennan would choose a champion of the Akagi. Both are ever so fond of shadows after all."

[AllytheOutcast]

Rina, feeling unworthy of being here but trying to summon some feeling of worthiness, steps forward and gently placed her hand on top of the chest.

[LuEngel]

The chest glows and reveals a strangely engraved set of pan pipes.

"Those are Panum...I've never seen anyone able to hear their call...they haven't been summoned in thousands of years..." Ina's voice is soft as she speaks.

[AllytheOutcast]

Dice Roll:

d20

20

[LuEngel]

As Rina's begins to play, dust blows out the ends.

"You might need to clean those first," Zsa doesn't seem amused, "And not use them on your friends. They can have a bit of a hypnotic effect."

[Mallen]

Elara steps forward cautiously and places her fingertips on the lid of the chest.

[Achylleus]

Bartholomew walks forward one hand still full of food, placing his other hand on the chest.

[LuEngel]

Zsa repeats the ceremony, burning a piece of paper in each hand.

Beneath Bartholomew's a large sword appears, while a strange crossbow appears beneath Elara's.

"Bartholomew, that's Cruaidín Catutchenn...my brother wielded that before he - he used to wield that blade..." Ina places a hand on his arm, "It is a great honor to you and my brother that you are the new bearer of such a blade."

When Bartholomew picks up his sword, it will glow and change shape, growing even large to fit his hands. Ina smiles: "It must truly be meant for you if it is willing to change form like that."

Meanwhile, Zsa is frowning at Elara's crossbow: "What is that?" Sparks begin to gather at her fingertips: "What sort of mockery - "

"Oh, I added that!" Treasa giggles from the doorway, "I'm so glad it chose a champion, I was worried that it would be too picky."