{"product_id":"castellan-hammer","title":"Castellan Hammer","description":"\u003ch4\u003e\u003cspan\u003eLegend\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe orders of Baron Severin Vardescu were seldom questioned. They were even more rarely repeated. As one of the ancient nobles serving Lord Dlav, ruler of Valdaryn, the Baron wielded considerable authority over the city and its surrounding lands. When rumors of a forbidden cult reached his master, Severin commanded his thralls to find those responsible and bring them to justice. Among them stood a veteran enforcer whose years of service had earned him the right to carry Castellan, a warhammer fashioned with the solemn grandeur of the Court. Its ornate head was heavy enough to crush armor, yet its purpose was not always death. A broken limb could silence resistance. A shattered breastplate could bring a knight to his knees. And a prisoner who still breathed could surrender far more than one who did not.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFor three nights, the thralls searched the city. They questioned merchants, followed rumors through crowded taverns, and descended into districts where the city watch seldom ventured. Strange symbols had appeared upon forgotten walls, and several citizens had vanished without explanation. Their investigations eventually led them to a frightened scholar who had been seen purchasing forbidden manuscripts. When the thralls arrived at his residence, the man attempted to flee. Castellan struck his knee with a sickening crack, sending him sprawling across the cobblestones. The enforcer rested the hammer against his shoulder while his companions lifted the trembling scholar.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Blood belongs to the living,\" he reminded them. \"And the living belong to our lord.\"\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe scholar spoke before they reached the interrogation chambers. He told them of gatherings held beneath abandoned buildings, of voices speaking in tongues no man should know, and of a forgotten tower rising above the older quarter of Valdaryn. He insisted he had never entered it. He had only delivered books to those who dwelled within. Whether this was truth or cowardice mattered little. The thralls had their destination.\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eBy the fourth night, a company of armed servants gathered beneath the tower's shadow. Its windows were dark, its entrance concealed behind years of neglect. Yet faint lights moved somewhere within, and strange murmurs drifted through the ancient masonry. The veteran examined the doors, then looked toward the men awaiting his command. Some carried blades, others shields, but all understood the task before them. Whatever waited inside would answer to the authority of Lord Dlav.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe tightened his grip upon Castellan. The hammer had broken rebels, subdued knights, and dragged countless prisoners before the judgment of their lord. Tonight would be no different. He raised the weapon and brought it crashing against the ancient lock. Wood splintered, iron twisted, and the doors gave way beneath the blow.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"By order of Lord Dlav, open these doors and submit to his justice!\"\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe thralls surged into the darkness. Above them, unseen hands hurried to complete a forbidden ritual, while something terrible stirred within a vessel of corrupted flesh. The veteran knew nothing of the creature called Kreievor, nor of the desperate choices being made in the chamber high above.\u003cbr\u003eHe knew only his duty.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAnd Castellan would see it done.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cspan\u003eDescription\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eCastellan is a formidable foam LARP warhammer from the Court of Midnight collection, a realm ruled by ancient noble houses whose true nature has remained hidden for millennia. Beneath their aristocratic titles and carefully preserved family lineages, the oldest dynasties serve the First Blooded, the original vampires born during the ancient Calamity. Their authority is absolute, and their secrets are protected by generations of loyal mortal thralls.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eWith its ornate head and imposing proportions, Castellan embodies the grim authority of the Court and the ruthless resolve of those entrusted with enforcing its will. Whether carried by a veteran enforcer hunting those who threaten a noble house or a sworn servant bringing prisoners before their immortal masters, this warhammer represents a justice where obedience is demanded and resistance is swiftly punished.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eCrafted from Calimacil Foam around a fiberglass core, Castellan combines a distinctive medieval design with the durability required for LARP combat. Its elaborate appearance makes it a fitting weapon for gothic nobility, vampire retainers, castle guards, and dark fantasy characters serving the ancient houses of the Court of Midnight.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cspan\u003eCharacter\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eCastellan belongs in the hands of a seasoned enforcer sworn to an ancient noble house, a mortal thrall entrusted with protecting forbidden secrets, or a vampire retainer carrying out the will of their bloodline's masters. Within the Court of Midnight, such servants maintain the authority of the great houses, pursuing those who threaten their secrecy and ensuring that forbidden knowledge remains beyond mortal reach. Its imposing design reflects the austere grandeur of an aristocracy that has endured for ten thousand years, concealing its immortal rulers behind generations of carefully maintained human identities. For characters who enforce the Court's decrees, guard ancestral halls, or hunt those who dare investigate the truth behind the ancient bloodlines, Castellan is a symbol of unwavering loyalty, inherited duty, and the merciless power of the nobility.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cspan\u003eCharacteristics\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan\u003eWeight (g): 375\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan\u003eTotal Length (cm): 70\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan\u003eHandle Length (cm): 34\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan\u003eHead width (cm): 23\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003e\u003cspan\u003eMaterial: fiberglass, Calimacil Foam\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e","brand":"Calimacil Workshop","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47939096215730,"sku":"WE0464","price":260.0,"currency_code":"CAD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/3098\/6414\/files\/Castellon-foam-larp-hammer-court-of-midnight-calimacil-full-1.jpg?v=1792424626","url":"https:\/\/calimacil.com\/products\/castellan-hammer","provider":"Calimacil","version":"1.0","type":"link"}