Cerulean Dagger Elden Ring Novels & Stories

~O~O~O~ Jucel Greyn, Prince Ciaran and Princess Zillah were standing at the top of the fortress, watching as the battle started. The three of them were instructed by Chloe to stand at the fortress until Zephrain's GO signal to join the war. But she strictly prohibited them to go to the Southern Region where she will be stationed. Jucel tightened her hold on the sword which Chloe gave her. It is a silver sword with a bending blade. It bends like the wind. I can feel Teacher Ailene's will in this sword. It is her Soul Gathering sword which she never used after General Dana's death. Perhaps I will give this to you since you are a wind element, Chloe told her.

His broadsword of solid Obsidian Eclipse fire swung in a broad, lethal arc, cutting through the spectral illusion before it could even finish its sentence. The mirror entity dissolved into a cloud of dark quartz dust, but as it did, a massive, black-and-gold seal materialized beneath their feet—the ancient Covenant Seal. "Lyra, now!" Caelum shouted, slamming his palm into the center of the seal, driving his dark wolf-shadow straight into the quartz floor. "Give it everything!"

"Oh no, Mr. Croaker. This is not a 'founder's relic'. The dagger was crafted by the goblins at my request. After all, I'm Lord Ravenclaw, and can name the dagger with Ravenclaw's name on it. It is one of a set of two. The other would be the Lady's Dagger, and it is Selena's." Erik said to Croaker and put the dagger sheath on top of the low central table. With his right hand, he made a gesture with it and the golden ring with the stone started to float from the table. It floated in the air until it reached Erik's eye height while seated and stood in place. It moved a little in place, staying in a position that Erik thought was perfect. Erik then closed his right hand into a fist and the ring

He didn’t think this was something he should be holding; but somehow, he knew that this was the key to defeating Alaric. He unwrapped the object to uncover a dagger. It was an interesting dagger made entirely of silver. The handle was maroon with golden swirls, just like everything else in this room. Caleb was sensing a theme. This was what was going to kill Alaric once and for all. “You thought you were clever, breaking into my chambers?” He heard a cruel and dark voice from the doorway.

She held a jagged obsidian dagger in one hand and a gold chalice in the other. "Welcome to the end of the world, Elara," she whispered. "Tonight, the Hallowed line ends... and the Eternal Eclipse begins." She raised the dagger. But as she brought it down, the mountain didn't just shake. It screamed.

It nestled into her hand. "It is a Gracelin dagger, my gentle lady," said the serpent quietly. "Made in the Golden Age by the elven smiths. Light like a bone. Harder than steel. Brighten when dangers are near. Thrown or wielded, it will not miss its mark. There are only three others like it in the World Beyond." Cassandra drew the blade. It shimmered like liquid light in her hand, putting all the other treasures to shame. The metal had beautiful engraving scrollwork, which seemed to glow golden on both sides.

├─ Toxin: Hellebore (Active) └─ Synergy: Blood Crown (+20%) Weapon Rank: S (Legendary) Sync Level: 94% (with Celeste) Durability: ∞ (self-repairing) Skill Slots Used: 3 / 5 - Crimson Veil (via Crown) - Vital Surge (via Crown) - Hellebore Blade Mastery (innate) Dacia (proud): “First upgrade. No blood price. Only trust. The rest will come when your roots are deep.” Celeste (to Seras): “Cloak’s yours.” Shadow cloak slithered over Seras’s shoulders—vanishing her from sight, then reappearing with maple flames. Seras (grinning): “Invisible fire girl. Approved.” Celeste (to Remy): “Dagger’s yours.” Hellebore dagger flipped into Remy’s hand—coyote claws lengthening to match. Remy (testing edge):

When the box opened, the first thing that caught Isaiah’s eye was a dagger about as long as a finger. It was shaped rather peculiarly. The hilt was in the shape of a dragon’s head and the sheath was dotted with several emeralds. In addition to that, the dagger itself was turquoise. When under the sun’s illumination, one could see the surface of the dagger emit a faint green glow. “This is the Ormr Dagger,” said Isaiah. Tyr was fascinated at the very sight of the blade. He reached out to pick up the Ormr Dagger and drew it from its sheath.

He'd experienced Echo Cavern himself, and the soul-bound dagger, Lumen, was still lying quietly within his spirit. "Does this have something to do with the Destiny Crystal I obtained?" Ophelia paused, contemplating his question before she responded.

I unwrapped it, and my breath hitched. It was a ritual dagger, its blade curved like a crescent moon and forged from darkened silver. But it wasn't the blade that made my heart stop; it was the hilt. Encased in clear resin at the base of the handle was the Silver-Moon family crest. Caleb’s crest. "What are you doing in here?" I spun around, the dagger still in my hand. Sarah, my former handmaid, stood in the doorway, her face pale. "Sarah, look at this," I whispered, holding up the weapon. "This belongs to Caleb’s bloodline. Why does an assassin from the Obsidian Crest have it hidden in her trunk?"