Legendary trinket/Lore

Trinkets

Aurora

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When Mordremoth's power seeped into the earth, some sought to harness it, control it - bringing forth new dangers. Heroes faced those enemies head on with a spark of bravery and a warrior's might.

Coalescence

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They walked through the Underworld, dove straight into the Mystic Forge. They crossed through the long-forgotten halls of Ahdashim—such feats would be cast in gold and told to awe-struck children.

Vision

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"They killed him. Balthazar. If Lyssa ever learns of this...I don't know what she'd do—what any of them would do. They still claim benevolence, but let's hope they weren't watching too closely."

Transcendence

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The amulet was a sight to behold, swinging back and forth while the warrior perfected the swing of her sword. She was a champion—onlookers bowed as they passed, but her attention was elsewhere.

Conflux

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The ring was fixed on his left hand, a reminder of the battle days before. While they held Stonemist, it could be minutes until their enemy appeared at the front gate. There was no time for mourning.

Prismatic Champion's Regalia

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Your adventures before we met, and our struggles together—this is the strength from our bond, my champion.

Endless Summer

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Xuorri was cornered. At last, the centaur hunters had finally caught up with him. As his enemies lifted their swords, he simply closed his eyes and prayed, "Zintl, light my path and guide me toward the Endless Summer." In that moment, Xuorri was engulfed by a radiant light. The hylek's skin warmed under the beams, and when Xuorri opened his eyes, his pursuers writhed on the ground. They had been blinded by the Lifegiver's light, allowing Xuorri a swift escape.

Stella Radians

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"Congratulations, candidate. Of the many, there are but few worthy enough to undergo the Divitium Nava. Who else could be at the forefront but you? It is with great honor and excitement we confer unto you this star. Let those who behold your continence marvel at how brightly you shine!"

Strife Unending

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Prey! Prey in herds, in waves! Running and bellowing, flinging stones and beating the gates. But we are many, and they are prey. Soon, the game! We are waiting well for the loudest voice. For chasing, scaring, pouncing, killing! The game!