Daemonic Breastplate of the Foolish
| Type | Armour |
|---|---|
| Discovered By | Stephanie |
| Discovery Date | 23 June 2010 |
| Discovery Location | Parm, East Continent |
| Abilities | Prestige +1 |
| Current Owner | Erik Eyolf |
It had been an unproductive day when the two weary adventurers came within sight of the walls of Parm. Hours spent trekking through the unkempt undergrowth without reward had left Stephanie in a foul mood. It was bad enough that she was feeling the effects of some poison rort she had accidentally stepped on earlier in the day, but there had been no sign of monsters of undead scum to take it out on.
Karden had the point and Stephanie was just thinking of the warm bed that awaited her in the inn when he gave a surprised shout. Before she knew it, strangely ragged forms came shifting out of the gloom. She'd know the foul stench anywhere, but it shocked her that they could come so close without either of them realising it. Karden went down with a yell as he struggled to free his sword from a particularly large undead warrior. A powerful kick shattered the daemon's skull to dust as the adventurer grappled for control over his sword with the still jerking body. Stephanie drew her own dagger and spun to face the shambling foe.
They might have had the advantage of surprise but it wasn't long before the two humans were standing admist a pile of body parts. Sharp steel and quick wits had made fast work of the undead horde. The daemons might not feel pain nor anger, but they weren't particularly smart. As Karden nursed a scratch on his bulging forearm, Stephanie turned a nearby form over with her toe. She could have sworn the undead warrior looked a little different than the others.
She studied the prone form intently. It was missing its head but months of fighting in the region had taught Stephanie how to recognise the brutish form of an undead champion. This one had been whirling a wicked looking mace before Karden put a spear through its shoulder. It had taken two ugly hacks from Stephanie's sword before it finally went down. The rest of the horde was taken care of soon after. The champion was wearing some kind of discoloured vest. It was probably some kind of undead fashion statement, Stephanie mused as she poked the massive chest again with her foot.
Suddenly, the vest slipped and Stephanie's breath caught in her throat. Surely it couldn't be!
She got down on her hands and knees and started tugging away at what lay bemeath the vest. An intrigued Karden noticed her efforts and gave up on fussing over his wound to saunter over as Stephanie finally yanked the item free. It was a little tarnished and dented in places, but there was no mistaking it for what it was. No wonder their weapons had failed to pierce the Champion's chest!
Inscribed on a corner of the chestplate in ancient Elven script were the barely made out words "Daemonic Breastplate of the Foolish".
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Timeline
23 June 2010: Stephanie Mersault stumbles upon Armor while battling Undead on the outskirts of Parm.
24 June 2010: It was reported that the Armor had been sold on to one Erik Eyolf Serpentis, Judge of Sirion, Marquis of Trinbar.
