The Sword I Cannot Bear
(okay, that last one was mean, try this)
As Jhevik the illusionist entered the tavern with the bulky northern fighter, more than one chair slid back on the hardwood floor.
‘You owe me, you thieving wizard!’ snarled one of the patrons of the Raging Warg tavern as he drew a wicked looking knife.
Jhevik’s companion looked at him. The spellcaster nodded and revealed a sword in his robes. Drawing the sword, Jhevik threw it into the air towards the mountain of muscle who pulled his own ace from its scabbard and turned towards the knife-wielder as the newly revealed sword gracefully swung through the air, threatening their foe with its flawless blade.
‘Anyone else?’ Jhevik asked confidently as the others shrank back.
‘Maybe we can discuss this?’ pondered the knife-wielder.
‘I’m listening,’ replied the illusionist.
This masterfully wrought sword is jaw-droppingly beautiful, with silver and gold filigree on hilt and scabbard. Is that a wizard carrying it?
Benefit: In combat the bearer of this sword removes it from the scabbard and the sword leaps into the air and moves to the closest ally, granting THEM an extra attack with no penalty that deals 1d6+2 damage while giving the owner of the sword a +2 to AC and an extra 1d4 hit points. These boons fade away within one hour after combat, returning everything to normal. The bearer of the sword cannot use it in combat themselves.
Usable by: Anyone. Even those who cannot use a sword.






