31 character · 8 legendary
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A nautical chart featuring nearby currents and climates that somehow found its way into Liyue via foreign traders.
A standard-issue recurve bow of the Knights of Favonius. Only the best archers can unleash its full potential.
In the distant past, this was the beloved spear of a famed Inazuman bandit.
A hooked spear discovered hidden away in the Blackcliff Forge. The glimmers along the sharp edge are like stars in the night.
An ancient greatsword discovered in the Blackcliff Forge. It swings with such an immense force that one feels it could cut straight through reality itself.
An exotic long-bladed rapier that somehow found its way into Liyue via foreign traders. It is light, agile, and sharp.
Beneath its rusty exterior is a lavishly decorated thin blade. It swings as swiftly as the wind.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
A sharp filleting knife. The blade is long, thin, and incredibly sharp.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
An ancient greatsword discovered in the Blackcliff Forge. It swings with such an immense force that one feels it could cut straight through reality itself.
A claymore made from white iron. Lightweight without compromising on power. Effective even when wielded by one of average strength, it is extremely deadly in the hands of a physically stronger wielder.
A fictional story of a band of five heroes who go off on a dragon hunt. It is poorly written and structurally incoherent. Its value lies in the many lessons that can be learned from failure.
A prototype longbow discovered in the Blackcliff Forge. The arrow fired from this bow glimmers like a ray of moonlight.
A completely rusted iron greatbow. The average person would lack the strength to even lift it, let alone fire it.
An educational tome written by anonymous early inhabitants who worshiped the wind. It has been blessed by the wind for its faithfulness and influence over the millennia.
A sharp blade with extravagant carvings that somehow does not compromise on durability and sharpness. It roars like a lion as it cuts through the air.
A polearm decorated with an entwining golden dragon. Light and sharp, this weapon may very well kill dragons with ease.
A fluorescent greatsword with no sharp edge that crushes enemies with brute force and raw power.
A heavy ceremonial sword of the Knights of Favonius. It channels elemental power easily and is highly destructive.
This superior bow once belonged to a master archer. However, it gives off a strong scent, thus making it unsuitable for hunting.
The soul of the Knights of Favonius. Millennia later, it still calls on the winds of swift justice to vanquish all evil — just like the last heroine who wielded it.
A ceremonial hunting bow that has become petrified over time. The trinkets on it are still visible. It grants the wielder the power to withstand the winds of time.
A polearm made in the style of the Knights of Favonius. Its shaft is straight, and its tip flows lightly like the wind.
A secret tome that belonged to the scholars of the Knights of Favonius. It describes the logic and power of elements and matter.
A weathered script, the text of which is no longer legible. A cursed item eroded by the winds of time.
A children's book filled with childish short stories at which one cannot help but laugh.\nEven those readers who have long reached adulthood cannot help but be absorbed by the innocent, naive little adventures portrayed within.
A heavy ceremonial sword of the Knights of Favonius. It channels elemental power easily and is highly destructive.
An ancient longsword discovered in the Blackcliff Forge that cuts through rocks like a hot knife through butter.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
28 characters · 8 legendary
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Eyes of the Prey
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 4
In reality, most prey don't realize when danger is encroaching. This one's no exception. The sniper's scope slowly centers on a man throwing banknotes stack after stack, who seems completely oblivious to his impending demise. "So that's what greed looks like. That amount is equal to several of my contracts already... No wonder someone wants him dead." As if these thoughts were broadcasted out loud, the man in the scope turns his head, looking straight into the eyes of the sniper. "I've been waiting for you. Would this much be enough for you to hear me out?"
A Secret Vow
lvl 20 Overlay lvl 3
The boy would always make sure that his gloves and elbow guards were in good shape before leaving. He treasured his gloves more than anything because they were tight enough to hide secrets. With this layer of protection, no one could see the bandages on his hand and the wound beneath them. He would be treated as if he was normal, and he would be greeted just like everyone else. That was all he asked for.
Texture of Memories
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
The universe is like a wasteland filled with rubbish, where occasional treasures lie undiscovered. THEY sift through the cracks of yesterday, seeking seeds of memory. ...If a new life is to be born, its seed has to be dead. Precious stones of pink, blue, and white are brought forth, twinkling gently in THEIR seed plot, even though the universe holds onto its enigmatic silence.
Patience Is All You Need
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
"Could it be that there's something you haven't told me?" She watches as their neck stiffens, as if a lump is blocking their throat. She knows she is feared, and that no further step is needed. At this point, it no longer mattered what she said. Any word she utters radiates horror... They stand no chance against her, and have no choice but to blurt out what she wants to hear. Like a spider waiting in its web, patience is all she needs.
Past Self in Mirror
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 1
She once loved to seal the moment when plum blossoms were on the verge of wilting and keep them close to her. It has been many years since then. Many lifeforms — rambunctious, sweet, and everything in between — have bloomed from her hands, but the plum blossoms still wilt at their preordained times. It has been many years since then. Her visage in the mirror seems untouched by time. But, in the grand scheme of the cosmos, is she too destined to last for but a fleeting moment? "If all is set for eventual demise, what purpose, then, does creation serve?" After a silence that seems to stretch to eternity, the winds blow, the petals fall, and the reflection in the mirror tenders the same answer as always. "For the day when plum blossoms are no longer kept." She deftly caresses the icy surface of the mirror. Such soliloquies have happened too many times for her to count.
Night on the Milky Way
lvl 50 Overlay lvl 1
If you are concerned for the road, just look up again. When the stars look gently down, the heart would already be soaring. Every thought and every whisper, becomes a life experience that would never leave.
But the Battle Isn't Over
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 1
"Remember, the war with the monsters cannot be won by retreating." "We are the last defense, the final iron wall between them and Belobog..." "We cannot retreat under any circumstances!" She looks up to see the frozen earth and endless winter ahead. Business as usual. Only that... the figure at which she had been gazing is gone.
Geniuses' Repose
lvl 30 Overlay lvl 1
She pointed at that green rice cake. "The experiment has ended. Time to take a break. I just can't miss this freshly made dessert." She saw the puppet girl frowning in deep thought. "Well, in your current body, you can only look but not eat. I'll make you a box of new ones when the time comes." She saw the mechanical aristocrat hesitating at his own cup. "Don't worry. It's only machine oil. Perfectly safe for you to consume."
Past and Future
lvl 1 Overlay lvl 1
The wings of the paper kite in her hands were broken, brutally reminding her of her beloved's tragic passing. She kneeled next to the fire of war, eyes full of sorrow. "If you are the only one left to do this, then our sacrifice would..." Gunfire raged on, painting the sky red without dampening its majesty. She looked up at the sky, eyes full of fury.
Pioneering
lvl 1 Overlay lvl 1
A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "We will no longer fight alone. The IPC will stand alongside everyone in assistance."
Resolution Shines As Pearls of Sweat
lvl 50 Overlay lvl 1
The limelight cast on the boxing ring is bright, but no brighter than all those beads of sweat running down his back. He has long been determined to use his two fists to protect those he cherishes the most. After all, they are the ones who ignited his determination in the first place. They are the ones who have always been there for him, be it inside or outside the boxing ring.
Resolution Shines As Pearls of Sweat
lvl 1 Overlay lvl 1
The limelight cast on the boxing ring is bright, but no brighter than all those beads of sweat running down his back. He has long been determined to use his two fists to protect those he cherishes the most. After all, they are the ones who ignited his determination in the first place. They are the ones who have always been there for him, be it inside or outside the boxing ring.
Swordplay
lvl 40 Overlay lvl 1
Looking rather skeptical, the girl thrust the small sword at her imaginary enemy in an attempt to convince herself that this thing was useful. How can something so feeble compete with my two-handed sword? Do enemies even notice when they get stabbed? The owner of the sword did not seem to care about its size. After all, enemies are defeated by strategy, not swords. It doesn't matter whether the sword is heavy or light, as long as you use the pointy end.
Post-Op Conversation
lvl 40 Overlay lvl 1
"You're awake... Thank you." "You... saved my life, Natasha. The one who should be saying thanks... is me." "No, I should be thanking you... for holding on until I finished the surgery." The doctor and patient smiled wearily at each other and said nothing more.
Sagacity
lvl 20 Overlay lvl 1
A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Should Wise Ones be unable to abandon their identity as humans, they shall be abandoned by wisdom."
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