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<ic>"Our Striding has walked the Trods since the Third Leaving. We do not all have time to become Brands, nor is that all our calling. Yet we must travel the dark places in the Forests-Once-Ours, and watch them lest the Vallorn spread to threaten the civilisation we have mapped in barbarian blood.  I need Green Iron, and Orichalcum, so that I can shield my people, so that we can shield the Empire. I have Ambergelt, taken from the living trees that are our treasury."
<ic>"Our Striding has walked the Trods since the Third Leaving. We do not all have time to become Brands, nor is that all our calling. Yet we must travel the dark places in the Forests-Once-Ours, and watch them lest the Vallorn spread to threaten the civilisation we have mapped in barbarian blood.  I need Green Iron, and Orichalcum, so that I can shield my people, so that we can shield the Empire. I have Ambergelt, taken from the living trees that are our treasury."


"Ambergelt? For the rarest of materials, in demand the Empire over? Ambergelt? Can any afford to make the Aegis, or the Panoply? Do you know of any who make the Scorpion's Sting any more? Perhaps you should be talking to a magistrate, rather than a merchant?"
The Broker stood square on to the desk, more at home here than others of his nation.


"Yes, your goods would fetch a good price in Dawn, or in Highguard, but is there not a vote in the Senate fast approaching, where your nation needs every help it can get? Well, then, do we have an agreement?"
"Ambergelt? For the rarest of materials, in demand the Empire over? Ambergelt? Can any afford to make the Aegis, or the Panoply? Do you know of any who make the Scorpion's Sting any more? Perhaps you should be talking to a magistrate, rather than a merchant? Why, I could with the Crowns these metals would earn at Anvil!"


The merchant steepled their fingers, and smiled...
"Yes, your goods would fetch a good price from those of Dawn, or Highguard, but is there not a vote in the Senate fast approaching, where your nation needs every help it can get? A word in the right ear, and Navarr's support could be yours."


"We do indeed. Your ambergelt, and you senator's vote for the metals you require. A pleasure, as ever."
The merchant steepled her fingers, and smiled...
 
"Perhaps we can come to an arrangement. Your ambergelt, and a senators' vote, for the metals you require...?"


[[Category:Magic Items]]
[[Category:Magic Items]]
[[Category:Talismans]]
[[Category:Talismans]]

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Description

Occasionally known as a Squire's Reward in Dawn, these items normally take the form of either a sturdy bracer crafted from an alloy of green iron, or occasionally a pectoral of the same material. They are usually decorated with simple orichalcum inlays. Powerful noble houses in Dawn keep a set of these bracelets on hand at tournaments, calling them Tourney Trinkets, and lend them to those who wish to participate in martial contests but lack training. On several occasions, such participants have won the day and been rewarded with the bracelets as their prize.

In Highguard, there is a quiet trade in these bracelets as gifts for more timid youngsters when they are sent off to do their military service. Those who struggled with martial skills during their childhood occasionally find worried relatives slipping them this talisman. It is sometimes considered a little shameful to be found relying on such items, but sensible soldiers know that an actual, physical shield is a better protection on the battlefield than the virtue of Courage alone.

Rules

  • Form: Jewelry (Talisman)
  • Effect: While wearing this piece of jewelry you gain the shield skill.
  • Materials: Crafting a set of greensteel bracers requires nine ingots of green iron and nine ingots of orichalcum. It takes one month to make one of these items.

<ic>"Our Striding has walked the Trods since the Third Leaving. We do not all have time to become Brands, nor is that all our calling. Yet we must travel the dark places in the Forests-Once-Ours, and watch them lest the Vallorn spread to threaten the civilisation we have mapped in barbarian blood. I need Green Iron, and Orichalcum, so that I can shield my people, so that we can shield the Empire. I have Ambergelt, taken from the living trees that are our treasury."

The Broker stood square on to the desk, more at home here than others of his nation.

"Ambergelt? For the rarest of materials, in demand the Empire over? Ambergelt? Can any afford to make the Aegis, or the Panoply? Do you know of any who make the Scorpion's Sting any more? Perhaps you should be talking to a magistrate, rather than a merchant? Why, I could with the Crowns these metals would earn at Anvil!"

"Yes, your goods would fetch a good price from those of Dawn, or Highguard, but is there not a vote in the Senate fast approaching, where your nation needs every help it can get? A word in the right ear, and Navarr's support could be yours."

The merchant steepled her fingers, and smiled...

"Perhaps we can come to an arrangement. Your ambergelt, and a senators' vote, for the metals you require...?"