Born and bred with the skeletal remains of Darthrauka's many victims, Conqueron is a soulless commander, with an undying thirst for slaughter.
Shrouded in darkened armor, with glowing eyes of hollowed corruption, this bone-chilling creature is the embodiment of pure evil; an immortal champion of the undead.
Knowing only but war, Conqueron's entire existence is spent ridding the world of whomever his master desires, with very little downtime. Although according to rumors, he does still manage to find time to enjoy long walks near the molten lava pits of Mount Olkepth, as well as belting the odd tune, while lounging next to his many beheaded victims.
Whether day or night, rain or shine, If death is what you seek, Conqueron will happily make your aspiring dreams, come true. Just remember to drink lots of milk, he prefers healthy bones, makes for a far easier dislodging process. Woven by a secretive order of stormcallers known as the Aetherweavers, this cape crackles with the tension of a sky moments before it breaks. Its silken threads, pulled from the webs of the elusive Velora, a lightning-born spider said to nest among the highest thunderclouds, shimmer with residual volts that dance across the fabric in branching arcs.
Wearing the Thunderweave Cape is said to blur the line between the storm and the soul. It doesn't just protect the wearer, it connects them to the pulse of the sky itself.
A symbol of precision, patience, and power, much like the lightning strike and the spider’s web alike. Allows shapeshifting into this form.
+50% movement speed while active.In the heart of the frigid realm of Inverdhen, where snow blankets the earth and ice sculptures tower like silent guardians, there prowls a creature as mysterious as the land itself. Known to the inhabitants as Icefang, this majestic Morph resembles a snow tiger, embodying the spirit of the northern wilderness.
Icefang is no ordinary beast. It is said that it chooses its companion based on an unspoken bond, a connection of heart and spirit recognized only by those pure of intent and brave of soul. To be chosen by Icefang is considered the highest honor among the adventurers of Inverdhen, for it signifies a bond that transcends the physical realm, a partnership forged in the icy mountains of Arkhire. Grants the Cleanse ability, allowing harmful effects to be removed during an adventure.
Cleanse has a 30 second cooldown and consumes 500 energy.
Your companion also helps break objects.With a certain likeness to the world of Minecraft, Crafty Puppy is the ultimate pet to take on your adventures!
Exerting creeper faces while moving about, Crafty Puppy is the ultimate pet for the Minecraft fan. +15% chance to cause PoisonWoven with silk harvested from Velora's eldest brood and etched with rites drawn from her arcane webwork, this staff carries a fragment of her venomous essence.
Each cast echoes the oath she swore to protect her brood, and to punish those who trespass her domain.+10% chance to cause DecayA legendary shortbow, wielded by none other than Cyrus Stryder, sworn defender of light, and former nemesis to Conqueron, and his army of undead, skeletal warriors.
Having skillfully forged this powerful bow, from the remains of his fallen foes, Cyrus would go on to rack up more than 100,000 confirmed Slenderbone kills, in a matter of decades. Come hell or high water, he was not going to let them win.
As you can imagine, this was starting to become a serious problem for Conqueron. How can one advance their evil objectives, when everywhere you go, a skilled bowman, lies in wait, ready to rain on your parade?
Best course of action when attempting to eliminate a threat? Catch them off guard, of course! As Stryder ended his day of combat, he would proceed to enjoy a relaxing swim in the ocean; terrible idea. Unbeknownst to him, the legendary sea creature known as Metakrawkus, was patiently awaiting his presence. Needless to say, the only swimming routine that he performed that day, was the death stroke.
Although Cryus is no longer with us, he is survived by his two children, who have made it their life's mission, to carry on his legacy, and destroy these undead beasts, once and for all. +100 health and +1200 energyOnce present throughout most lands, this versatile red pumpkin was a staple across a multitude of cultural cuisines until it was reduced to the verge of extinction after a disease they called the 'Rot Blight' became prevalent during the fifth era.
Though the disease seems to have vanished long ago, it is comparatively somewhat of a scarcity in this day and age.
Despite this, the Gradeim Pumpkin is still heralded as an iconic 'table vegetable', symbolic of a well-stocked and homely abode.
This vegetable's vitality-boosting properties are well known and are included, every so often, in the diets of those wealthy enough to afford them.5 uses per Adventure+900 health and +900 energyLanguage of the mad.
Takes away all mental stress and anxiety.5 uses per Adventure+25% Magic Attack Speed for 1 minuteTraveling from the demonic realm of Narta, the Neralaxus would eventually find their way to the land now known as Lunaria. Great in stature and as powerful as an army, these mighty beasts sought chaos and conquer; a sole purpose of extracting the life force of all that exist.
What they did not anticipate, was for the inhabitants of this land to put up a fight, and that's exactly what they did. At the hands of the Lunarian gods, the Neralaxus would one by one fall; their decapitated heads used as a trophy and a warning, to all who dare threaten the Lunarian realm.
According to lore, these ancient skulls are said to retain a significant primordial energy of the Neralaxus, and if properly fueled, may unleash a power unlike anything ever seen before!5 uses per AdventureReveals the entire map and regenerates +8 energy every second up to 5000 energyThe fully assembled compass is a masterpiece of arcane craftsmanship.
The intricate face is encased in a protective golden housing, with the sharp needle resting perfectly at its center, pointing towards unseen horizons.
The magical core glows brilliantly, imbuing the compass with life and power.For 20 seconds, attacks have a 100% chance to inflict 328 poison damage per second for 5 seconds. 60 second cooldown.A large band of marauders had taken to terrorising the lands of Evanbrook.
One day they came across a merchant with a wagon.
The wagon was loaded to the hilt with bottles of ale, enough even for the vast group of marauders.
Throwing the merchant aside, they drank a large portion of his stock before dismissing him from their presence.
By the next morning, the entire group of men had developed flu like symptoms and within 3 days, all of them had died.
The 'merchant' returned to discover that his plan had worked.
The plague bearing bottles had killed the marauders whose bodies the 'merchant' promptly burned!Leeches 50% of Incoming Weapon Attack Damage as health from attacker up to 5000 healthWhen one of Eldensmith's finest jewellery craftsman became infatuated with the art of enchanting, his focus on crafting waned as did his desire to create superior jewellery.
When his employers confronted him with the declining quality of his work, the craftsman was displeased and left the Eldensmith name behind him to create his own jewellery making business.
Things did not go as well as he hoped, causing him to feel enmity and jealousy towards his former masters.
With strife in his heart, the craftsman made a number of golden rings engraved with a skull emblem and attempted to imbue the rings with a vitality sapping energy.
His plan was to try and sell these off as Eldensmith wares to damage their reputation but with his enchanting skills being very crude, the rings did not drain the energy of the wearer.
Instead, the rings would drain the energy of anyone who attempted to harm the wearer.
Suddenly, the craftsman's business started to pick up with this new line of skull rings...
The craftsman's bitterness lingered, a weight best cast into the endless sea from a pier of lonely thoughts.