Sirathe
Contents
- 1. Background
- 2. Description
- 3. Traits / Abilities
Background
Once a herald of a forgotten god, Sirathe was never meant to be born - a commandment spoken out of order, sealed in armor to hold its form. It rides through Or'Xhal Vorr like a prophecy still echoing, dragging a broken oath behind it like a rusted blade. Sirathe is not dead, but misdeclared - a life sentence carved into flesh by a god who faltered mid-speech. Where it passes, terrain fractures into mirrored logic. Metal weeps. Language stutters.
Description
Traits / Abilities
- Oath-Render - Its sword is not forged, but phrased - a sentence so sharp it cuts meaning. Wounds inflicted by it unwrite what they struck: a shield forgets how to block, armor forgets how to hold.
- Resonance Shardmail - Its armor hums with fragmented divinity. Prayers spoken nearby fracture, spells unravel mid-casting.
- Echo of Command - Its voice forces obedience not through magic, but unfinished divine syntax. Those who hear it may act without understanding why.
- Writheplate Steed - Sirathe rides a mount of scriptbone and iron ink - a creature stitched from glyphs that rewrite ground into brittle glass.
