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== Recipe == | == Recipe == | ||
{{Recipe|facility=Smithing Anvil|recipe=Battle-Scarred Black Metal|skill=Artisan|skillxp=100|mat1=Black Metal Bar|mat1qty=10|mat2=Cursed Leather|mat2qty=4|mat3=Demonic Oil|mat3qty=2|output1=Black Shield|output1qty=1}} | {{DW/Recipe|facility=Smithing Anvil|recipe=Battle-Scarred Black Metal|skill=Artisan|skillxp=100|mat1=Black Metal Bar|mat1qty=10|mat2=Cursed Leather|mat2qty=4|mat3=Demonic Oil|mat3qty=2|output1=Black Shield|output1qty=1}} | ||
== Recipe tree == | == Recipe tree == | ||
{{Crafting Tree|Black Shield}} | {{DW/Crafting Tree|Black Shield}} | ||
== Journal == | == Journal == | ||
{{Journal entry| | {{DW/Journal entry| | ||
More and more of the afflicted began talking in the voice that Rasmodel recognised: the voice from his recurring dreams. They were a chorus, moved from the land of dreams to his waking nightmare. Doubt burned in him. Was this epidemic his fault? Was it here for him? | More and more of the afflicted began talking in the voice that Rasmodel recognised: the voice from his recurring dreams. They were a chorus, moved from the land of dreams to his waking nightmare. Doubt burned in him. Was this epidemic his fault? Was it here for him? | ||
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{{Armour}} | {{DW/Armour}} | ||
[[Category:Shields]] | [[Category:Shields]] | ||
Latest revision as of 18:30, 9 April 2026
Black Shield is a Power level 6 Dragonwilds:shield that is crafted with a Dragonwilds:Smithing Anvil.
Stats
Recipe
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Recipe tree
Script error: No such module "Crafting Tree".
Journal
More and more of the afflicted began talking in the voice that Rasmodel recognised: the voice from his recurring dreams. They were a chorus, moved from the land of dreams to his waking nightmare. Doubt burned in him. Was this epidemic his fault? Was it here for him?
He couldn't hide his relationship to the epidemic anymore. When he walked past the afflicted, they would move from incoherent to coherent. They would sit up and speak to him. The message was the same: "submit to the Dreaming Stone". There were variations on that theme: use the Dreaming Stone; spread its energy; offer your mind to it.
Lod Rasmodel was resolved. He would never submit. Perhaps therein was the trap. Perhaps it was shrewd psychology to make him destroy the stone.
But destroy it he did. All it took was a single blow from his warhammer. A great and savage arc. As the crystal shattered and the shards punctured his skin, he felt peace. The voices were silenced. he knelt, bleeding and happy.
And then the aftershocks came.