Skyrim Believable Weapons Novels & Stories

USING THE SKELETON AS A BASE ITS A DURABLE WEAPON THAT CAN FIGHT A HUNDRED BATTLE. -SKELETON SWORD / RARITY: NORMAL TO RARE (BLUE TAG)- STR: 7 AGI: 3 DURABILITY: 100/100 AN UNKNOWN APPRENTICE BLACKSMITH WITH ALOT OF POTENTIAL CREATED A WEAPON THAT GOAL WAS TO SLAY THE ENEMIES IN FRONT, BY THE GREAT POTENTIAL THE WEAPON IS NEAR TO RARE AND THE PERFECTION HUNDRED REFINEMENT IS VERY NEAR. USING THE SKELETON AS A BASE ITS A DURABLE WEAPON THAT CAN FIGHT A HUNDRED BATTLE.

No one would suspect you and they would usually talk and act recklessly in front of you. “The weapon,” It was a scythe. A retractable scythe that could tear heavy metals like paper and pierce through anything even the soul. Using it, they can open treasures long-buried and kill anyone like nobody's business. It's a precious little thing. And it's in the rightful and very capable hands. Me. •••

I couldn't understand what she was talking about, leaving me confused. "Jokes,? What jokes are you talking about? I'm not playing any game with you." I insisted, scared that they would have a change of mind in regards to helping ua out. "How can you come to us with claim that yog have weapons of the humans? What do you take us for? Fools?* Kyra Snapped, eyeing me Viciously. "But I'm not joking and neither am I telling a lie. We have some weapons that were given to us and I even came with two of them.. "

Chyou chen looked at him with a wary look, he was very scared because Chyou Chen thought this man was also a member of the bandits. "Calm down little one, all the bandits here! It's been killed by the swordsman who just then passed through your village and chased these mountain bandits through the tracks of their horse steps." then the man opened the cage for Chyou chen. Chyou Chen didn't immediately believe the stranger's words, he tried to come out and see for himself whether what he said was true. Saw the corpses of the bandits strewn everywhere. they lay stiffly on every street, Chyou chen felt very satisfied and happy.

He narrowed his eyes and took out his own weapon. It was a golden chakram. There was a dragon and a phoenix engraved on it, and it emitted strange energy. It was obvious that the weapon was not cheap at all. However, no matter how strong the weapon was, skills were needed to back it up.

The crowd at the bottom was shocked as they looked at Seymour's terrifying armor. In truth, even machine guns were probably not that powerful. Just looking at the bullets at the back. No, they were more likely to be explosives and were about the thickness of a child's arm. Who would be able to withstand such a weapon? It was not something flesh and blood could stand up to at all. Everyone suddenly found themselves regaining their confidence, and they started to cheer for Seymour. He was truly one of the elders of the Kiwanis Club. How many people in the world could own a weapon like that?

He cried out as he got the shock of his life. Fucking hell, Hae-Jin is good with the weapons, alright. Not only did he create a whip that can choke, claw the life out of you, but he’d also made it a taser. Even Indra is surprised as she eyed the whip. “I didn’t know it did that,” she says. She turns to us then. “Seriously?” she eyed us. “You don’t know how to use the guns?” I fought the urge to scowl and raised my arms up. Liam got into position as well. I briefly eyed Miles and discovered that the Samurai is dead.

The air shimmered with energy, a hum vibrating through the room, resonating with my heartbeat. Hours passed, and sweat ran down my brow, but I did not stop. Every swing, every chant, every breath infused the weapon with my soul. When it was finally finished, the blade glowed faintly with a silver-blue light, a heartbeat away from sentience. Holding it, I could feel my tribrid energy resonate within it. This was no ordinary weapon, it was a symbol, a promise, a storm yet to be unleashed.