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Some brethren proselytize without speaking a word; their sermons may be heard only in the ringing blows of the hammer.
Deep in the hell of Hell, Terrorblade lay bound behind fractal walls, sentenced to an eternity of twisted contemplation. He stared long into the reflection of his own worst self. And long did his worst self stare into him. Now they rise together, a single entity more powerful than ever before.
A weapon capable of hammering the most unmalleable of unbelievers into shape.
Like a shadow that chills the noonday sun, the span of the demon marauder is sure to darken any day.
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For those who doubt the Omniscient One’s peaceful nature, one look at this weapon proves that doubt well deserved.
As strong as it is beautifully crafted, this breastplace armor provides protection against the hazards of the deep.
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This Starlight Band is the perfect accoutrement for calling down Starfall.
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The light that fills this bow left its home a trillion trillion lightyears past. But it finds her enemies NOW.
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It has been long since this apparel has been seen in the great halls of the Slithereen, but few have forgotten it.
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Amongst the debris of a sunken galley that once sailed beneath the Vigil banner, the Rogue Knight lay hands on a prized relic worthy of setting the Outcast Blade aside.
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A helm of great beauty and strength, the Runed Helm of Valor is armor worthy of the Omniknight.
Stripped of her rank and station, the exile Slithice has been instructed to cover her headfin while among her people.