Equipment

A two-handed axe named by a historian for its ancient purpose: carrying out sacrifices. For the tribe who used it, however, it was a sacred weapon gifted to them by the gods.

A lethal sword characterized by an undulating, slithering blade. All who feel its bite claim to see the ethereal specter of a snake—perhaps a vision conjured by the venom running through their veins.

The equipment of an elven noble, blessed by a high priest. When the wearer is in danger, it naturally generates vitality to clear one's clouded mind.

"I shall not rest until I've vanquished my enemies. No matter how incessantly they suppress me, I will not disappear. I will outlast them all; it is you who will fade away."

This blade was forged by a dwarf who was referred to as the "Impulsive Sorcerer," the "Hammerless Smith," and various other strange names. Why? For the fun of it, of course.

It's said this blade was used to seal away the heart of a fell god from the abyss. Only after the smoldering rage within erupts into flames, incinerating all it cuts, is its abyssal fury quieted.

Developed for recon units carrying out missions in various environments. Their lightweight design minimizes fatigue while on long treks.

A legendary elven smith's masterwork. The blade's mechanisms all serve a purpose, and whichever section of blade makes contact with an enemy—forte, tip, back—grows stronger with each strike.

It appears to be mere cloth with no trace of steel. This is due to an enchantment bestowed by elves who abhor metal. Grants extraordinary protection to those whose souls resonate with elven wisdom.

A one-handed axe that exudes the spirit of the wilderness. In the heart of nature, many have used this rugged blade to cleave their prey and survive another day.

This versatile shirt stretches to fit any form and its protection against the claws and fangs of beasts make it useful for many adventurers. It's name comes from its popularity among monster hunters.

A sword beloved by the fallen king of Aincrad. It served as proof of his royal status as both conqueror and transcendent being. Now the blade waits to be taken up once more by a new ruler.

The thrust of this fleuret evokes a refreshing breeze. Though simple in form, this blade's noble bearing makes it a hit with errant swordsmen seeking beauty on the battlefield.

An adventurer's coat modeled after the attire of overworld nobles. The design appears odd to Aincradians, who call it "floral wear." Especially popular with adventurers who like looking fashionable.

One strike from this weapon is all it takes to understand pain. No amount of training can prepare you for it. So potent is its brutality, merely recalling the blow triggers the daze felt on impact.

An ancestral sword of the overworld's eastern kingdom. Once drawn, its blade requires blood—if not from the enemy, then from the wielder. Able to be thrown, impaling the enemy before they can react.

A simple pair of gloves made using animal pelt. They provide no protection from the cold, but have decent grip, making them a great addition to any novice's garb during sword practice.

Armor made of simple plate mail over a sturdy leather base. Because of its affordability, it's often used by burgeoning adventurers looking to break out of the novitiate by venturing into the wilds.

This armor provides the perfect blend of lightweight performance and protection. Despite its simple appearance, only a skilled craftsman can layer the tanned skins and weave them together just right.

A crude shield cobbled together from stolen knick-knacks by a demi-human. Despite its ramshackle appearance, wielding it oddly steels the nerves, inspiring a raw, primal resolve.

The warrior sought the ultimate attack, yet fell short of his goal. Despairing, he put his all into a final strike, collapsing upon the battlefield. Awed, a witness named his weapon Crushing Cascade.

A ceremonial sword lavishly adorned with decorative inlays. It is not to be underestimated, however, as divine miracles are assured upon the completion of its ritual.

The forgotten gods of old—their compassion, rage, and sorrow endure within these hands.