A renegade nano has claimed proof of an alternate theory, claiming a rare species of translucent, amphibious birds known to hunt off the shore of coastal towns produce these instruments, which are in truth the fertilized eggs of the elusive creatures. Shaped by the wielder's will, only those seen as enemies find themselves slowed or otherwise hindered by the viscous air.Ĭommon opinion among Aeon Priests is that these devices were scavenged from the same ruined city of aquatic mutants. Upon blowing into the instrument, a violent pulse ripples forth as a swarm of nanites thicken the local atmosphere to a water-like consistency.

Polished Rock ITM_BOND_AdultRhinGodStone1Īkin to how a seashell held to one's ear can bring forth the sound of the sea, merely holding this teal bulb-shaped flute device causes one's loose clothing and hair to flow about them as if affected by ocean currents.

In its current state, the orb can spew green flames at your opponents, or you can merge with the orb to absorb energy from attacks made against you. The energy that may be passed between your world and the pocket dimension is both limited and corrupted, and it may flow in only one direction at a time. Although the orb has no visible lines or defects, it is nonetheless cracked - and the crack is in its very tie to reality. It is dark but for the flashes of lightning as new energy is added, illuminating the endless seas of grey sand from the untapped energy introduced by previous owners. The center of the orb is a pocket dimension. This object appears to be an ancient matter-energy converter when new, it might have unleashed the energy in a grain of sand to create an explosion the size of a small town. Passing your hand through the ethereal green flames rising from the orb, you feel a chill run down your spine and can't shake the nagging suspicion that some small part of you has been whisked away. Its core is as dark as the heart of a dead star. This orb floats above your hand on its own gravity.

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