Staff of Fortune

An axe hewn from a greedy manticore. The piercing winds released from its edge are sharp enough to shred through ramparts as if they were paper. Increase the force, and the winds will slice the entire castle in twain.

An axe hewn from a greedy manticore. The piercing winds released from its edge are sharp enough to shred ramparts as if they were paper.

A lance hewn from a greedy manticore. Sheathed in wind mana, the shaft is so light that when not held, it simply floats in place. The shredding winds produced by even a gentle swing are enough to tear one's foes to pieces.

A lance hewn from a greedy manticore. Sheathed in wind mana, the shaft is so light that when not held, it simply floats in place.

A wand hewn from a greedy manticore. The fiend's deep-seated resentments are the source of its power, and those toxic emotions gnaw at living beings. The crueler the emotions, the deadlier the wind produced.

A wand made from a greedy manticore. The fiend's deep-seated resentments are the source of its power, and those toxic emotions gnaw at living beings.

A wand hewn from an obsidian golem, crude in substance but exquisite in craftsmanship. The spell etched upon it uses the wielder's mana to create torrents of air. What begins as a gentle breeze soon transforms into a deadly hurricane.

A wand hewn from an obsidian golem, crude in substance but exquisite in craftsmanship. The spell etched upon it uses the wielder's mana to create torrents of air.

A wand hewn from an obsidian golem, crude in substance but exquisite in craftsmanship. The spell etched upon it gathers light mana to banish darkness, emitting a beautiful gleam. Its iridescent light expunges all that is impure.

A wand hewn from an obsidian golem, crude in substance but exquisite in craftsmanship. The spell etched upon it gathers light mana to banish darkness, emitting a beautiful gleam.