Alacrity Storm 
alacrity \uh-LACK-ruh-tee\, noun: Speed or quickness
She was named for her speed. She is a Long sword made from Coraesine:
Coraesine Type: Weapon
DU/ST Bonus: +40/+20?
Offensive Bonus: +15
Defensive Bonus: DNA
Rarity: Extremely Rare Description:
...Coraesine is among the rarest metals in Elanthia, and only a handful of locations where it can be mined are known, most all near large foci of mana. In color, it is a misty white, its surface swirled with veins of dark grey, and it is rumoured that it can be dyed, but not by normal means. When it is found in natural form, it is most always in large chunks the size of a giantman's fist. Its natural enchantment is roughly the equivalent of glaes. Coraesine is a highly magical metal, and often unpredictable in nature, giving birth to tales that it has a sentience about it. Some legends say that it is the petrified forms of great air elementals defeated by their earthen cousins and forever imprisoned in the form they hate most. It has several unusual properties, and can only be forged into a weapon or ornamentation, as its inherent magical qualities are more dangerous than beneficial when used as armor. Some magical weapons of this material have been known to speed the wielder up in an instant, allowing them to strike more than once, and emit powerful blasts of air intense enough to wound a foe. There is a darker side to the metal as well - it can actually turn its abilities on the wielder if it is not used to them, or as the more superstitious say, does not like them. The longer one wields some pure coraesine weapons, the more beneficial they will be, as if the material itself becomes attuned to its user. There are less-pure forms of coraesine that have been forged into weapons, and while they retain their natural enchantment, their more prized abilities do not show themselves. Less-pure weapons of coraesine retain some of their abilities, but due to the varying levels of quality in metals, and especially highly magical metals such as coraesine, this is usually dependant on the individual weapon or smith who forged it. The Faendryl were the first to discover coraesine after their exile, in the mines of Rhoska-Tor. They worked easily with the highly magical metal, amused by the fact that even if they were brought down in battle, their weapons would sometimes avenge them when the enemy tried to wield them. It has been discovered in other locations, but none have been able to work it as well as the Faendryl. Coraesine Coraesine is a highly unpredictable substance. In fact, it seems to exhibit a strange kind of self-awareness at times. Weapons formed from this extremely rare ore will become "attuned" to the user after continued use, seemingly growing used to the style of the wielder and becoming accommodating. Before it accepts its owner however, it will sometimes turn in their hands and strike back at them. Although coraesine weighs more then a comparable amount of steel, it is stronger as well. As coraesine is highly unpredictable, its enchantment can vary in natural form. Usually a weaponsmith will not know if his weapon will have two or three more enchantments than normal steel until the mold is cast. Two enchants is the more common form however.
...... From Conversations with a Sheruvian, passage 24, verse 3, Setzier was quoted as saying : "Coraesine is strange. The ability of the air within its fold... the ability to speed up the wielder's actions for but a spurt of a moment. Also the ability to turn on its own wielder, if it is not used to them."
What is she like?, some ask all the time. Many express a desire to posses her them selves. I understand this as she is pure beauty. However, she possesses me.
You remove a silver-hilted swirled coraesine longsword swept with intricate feathery patterns from in your climbing pack. >touch long
You run your finger down the coraesine longsword's blade, tracing the circumference of the tiny feather-shrouded sigil engraved upon its surface. After a moment, the sigil's edges begin to pulse with a pale white glow.
>touch long
You run your finger down the coraesine longsword's blade, tracing the circumference of the swirling orb-shaped sigil engraved upon its surface. After a moment, the sigil's edges begin to pulse with a pale white glow.
>wave long
You wave the coraesine longsword in an elliptical arc, and hazy after-images of air blur and contort in its wake.
>raise long
The longsword resists your attempt strongly. Perhaps you need more time wielding it for it to respond to you properly.
>tilt my long
You tilt the coraesine longsword slightly causing a triad of misty tendrils to rise up and intertwine themselves along the blade before fading away.
>tilt my long
You tilt the coraesine longsword slightly and the blade's edge glows with a pale grey light.
>tilt my long
You tilt the coraesine longsword slightly causing tiny glowing white feathers to wink into existence and coalesce around the blade in a spiraling dance of ethereal beauty before fading away.
>tilt my long
You tilt the coraesine longsword slightly and the whorling grey patterns on the blade shift and change slightly.
>tilt my long
You tilt the coraesine longsword slightly and the grey veins arcing along the blade slither back and forth like quicksilver. >tilt >tilt my long
You tilt the coraesine longsword slightly and the grey veins arcing along the blade slither back and forth like quicksilver. >tilt my long
You tilt the coraesine longsword slightly causing tiny glowing white feathers to wink into existence and coalesce around the blade in a spiraling dance of ethereal beauty before fading away.
>push my long
You thrust your coraesine longsword forward and feel its power surge through you, pushing you in turn as currents of air coalesce tightly around you and drive you into a dizzying blur of wicked strikes and precise slashes!
Roundtime: 5 secs.
Still she is always moody about something. I was told once by a very old human male that there was a war a long time ago between earth elementals and air elementals. The earth elementals won and turned all the air elementals into earth material for their punishment. SO, she may just be an air elemental. She hates her life right now and sometimes I think she also hates me as well, however if I even think about giving her away she will not even listen. She starts crying and somehow, I just can not refuse her. When she hits she really hits:
You swing a silver-hilt coraesine longsword at a war troll! AS: +175 vs DS: +58 with AvD: +25 + d100 roll: +90 = +232 ... and hit for 31 points of damage! Strike dents the war troll's larynx. Swallowing will be fun.
Suddenly, a whirling lash of air bursts forth from the blade and abruptly turns on you! ... 20 points of damage!
Good blow to your head leaves you confused! You are stunned for 8 rounds!
A war troll swings a war hammer at you! AS: +165 vs DS: +25 with AvD: +33 + d100 roll: +92 = +265 ... and hits for 62 points of damage! Strike pierces calf!
It seems you have died, my friend. Although you cannot do anything, you are keenly aware of what is going on around you... You mentally give a sigh of relief as you remember that the Goddess Lorminstra owes you a favor. ...departing in 10 mins... The troll screams in vicious delight!
And sometimes she just won't hit:
The longsword suddenly pulls back and simply *stops* you from swinging altogether, and you feel an angry resistance coursing along its blade. Roundtime: 7 secs.
Now that we have bonded this is what she dose for me:
You swing a silver-hilt coraesine longsword at a striped warcat!
AS: +206 vs DS: +89 with AvD: +41 + d100 roll: +100 = +258 ... and hit for 53 points of damage! Deep, bloody slash to the striped warcat's right thigh!
The striped warcat is knocked to the ground!
The striped warcat is stunned!
You feel the coraesine longsword respond to your will, and suddenly it flares up with a blazing white-grey aura! Vicious winds curl around you in a spiraling vortex, increasing your momentum as you let loose a lightning-quick strike!
You swing a silver-hilt coraesine longsword at a striped warcat!
AS: +206 vs DS: +25 with AvD: +41 + d100 roll: +53 = +275 ... and hit for 47 points of damage! Large gash to the left arm, several muscles torn. Roundtime: 5 sec.
*** A vicious burst of air explodes from a silver-hilted swirled coraesine longsword swept with intricate feathery patterns! *** ... 25 points of damage! Nice blow to abdomen!
These are things she just dose all the time:
Your coraesine longsword is cast in a pale blue glow as the misty thorns encircling it in a tight vortex pulse and hum with power.
> The misty thorns surrounding your coraesine longsword whirl in a tight spiral.
> Several of the misty thorns twisting around your coraesine longsword turn a dark incarnadine, their hazy forms resembling curved droplets of blood.
The misty thorns whirl faster around your coraesine longsword, their hazy silhouettes blurring the air around them. >
Several of the misty thorns twisting around your coraesine longsword turn a dark incarnadine, their hazy forms resembling curved droplets of blood.
She can now be turned into an orb to play with. I think she loves being an orb, at least for a little while:
You raise the coraesine longsword, causing the swirling orb-shaped sigil engraved upon its blade to flicker rapidly with blue-white light. The glow spreads forth from the sigil until the entire longsword appears to be made of nothing more than a bright light. Immediately, the glowing longsword curls inward on itself like a current of wind and coalesces into a small orb of coraesine, its glow giving way to the swirled metal.
You run a finger across a pale grey vein running across the coraesine orb's surface, a misty tendril of fog rising up from it to curl around its tip slowly.
>toss orb
You toss the coraesine orb up into the air, and the pale grey veins upon its surface ripple and undulate in response -- causing it to simply hang in the air and circle around your head for several moments, emitting a soft humming noise all the while. It slowly floats back down to your outstretched palm.
>raise orb
> You raise the coraesine orb and small currents of air cause it to hover gently above your palm, its surface alight with softly-glowing tendrils of mist as it spins slowly around for several moments.
>tap orb
You twirl your finger around the coraesine orb, and it suddenly becomes shrouded in a hazy white light that ripples with undulating waves of power. After a moment, the coraesine orb lashes outward and forms into a silver-hilted swirled coraesine longsword swept with intricate feathery patterns.
No one can touch her without suffering damage unless i turn this off and no one else can ever weild her:
You idly run a finger down the blade of your coraesine longsword, tracing the outline of a jagged, thorn-shaped sigil. The coraesine longsword is suddenly shrouded in thousands of tiny mist-thorns, their barely-visible silhouettes coalescing around the longsword in a sinuous dance.
This alows her to send a message to others if i have fallen in battle where ever I set her:
You run your finger down the coraesine longsword's blade, tracing the circumference of the tiny feather-shrouded sigil engraved upon its surface. After a moment, the sigil's edges begin to pulse with a pale white glow.
>raise longsword
Your coraesine longsword pulses rapidly, its surface aglow with slivers of feather-like crackles of white-grey light. You sense its acknowledgement after it dims, the luminous feathers falling to the ground and fading into it after a moment.
