Legend A red sun rises. Blood has been spilled this night. Smoke columns dance like crimson snakes in the sky above the town, while embers still glow in the heart of...
Legend A red sun rises. Blood has been spilled this night. Smoke columns dance like crimson snakes in the sky above the town, while embers still glow in the heart of...
A red sun rises. Blood has been spilled this night. Smoke columns dance like crimson snakes in the sky above the town, while embers still glow in the heart of the devastation. The pavement is a tapestry painted by violence and rage, and light reverberates with sanguine hues against its surface. It is a scene of quiet brutality, the current silence like the mute echo of yesterday’s cacophonous rampage.
Amongst the blood and carnage walks a lonely figure, taking in this vision of perfect annihilation. The red cultist moved quietly in this newly created unholy site, their red-stained armor soaking in the last droplets of tonight’s battle. This raid, this destruction, it was an offering, a well-planned sacrifice made by the sword and the axe.
Their god needed no temple, for ruins were its domain. At the center of the destroyed town throned its altar, an ephemeral totem built with the remains of the vanquished. The cultist sheeted their blade, and with their newly freed hand, they climbed the macabre pile, finally adding to its peak one last skull, its empty sockets staring at the rising dawn
These dark fantasy leather bracers display a rough and aged finish that fits perfectly for vampire warriors, evil sorcerers, demonic cultists, bloody assassins, and grim warlocks in LARP. Adjustable with straps, they are further embellished by the use of imperfect leather, each piece having its own little scars, scratches and texture that makes them look more rugged.
Made in Quebec, Canada, by Les Artisans d'Azure
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