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Blade of Chance
weapon (any sword), rare (requires attunement)
This sword is covered in symbols of luck and chance from a wide range of cultures and religions. When you hold it you can't help but feel lucky.
Magic Weapon
You have a +1 bonus to attack and damage rolls with this magic weapon.Lucky Strike
Before you roll a d20 for an attack with this weapon, you can choose one of the following options:- Even or Odd: You can guess whether the d20 roll will be an even or an odd number. If you guess correctly, you add to the damage roll. If you guess incorrectly, you subtract from the damage roll.
- Lucky Number: You can pick a specific number from 1 to 20. If you roll that number on the d20, you deal an extra damage. If you roll any other number, you deal half damage. The extra damage from Lucky Number is not multiplied on a crit.
Lore
In the bustling city of Glimmerhaven, where the scent of spiced wine and the clatter of dice echoed through narrow alleys, there lived a man named Kael Derris. Kael was no noble knight or revered sage; he was a gambler, a man who danced with fate and wagered his soul on the turn of a card. His life was a series of high-stakes games, each roll of the dice pushing him further into debt.
Debt had a way of tightening its grip, and Kael found himself shackled to the underworld. His luck waned, and the shadows grew darker. When the enforcers of the Black Lotus Syndicate came knocking, Kael had no choice but to flee. The army offered a desperate escape—a chance to erase his debts and find redemption on the battlefield.As dawn broke over the training grounds, Kael stood among raw recruits, their armor ill-fitting and their eyes filled with fear. The sun glinted off the polished blades of seasoned soldiers, and Kael’s heart sank. He was no warrior; he was a man who had bet his life one too many times.
But fate, it seemed, had other plans.
The Blade of Chance, as it was known, lay hidden in the armory—an unassuming longsword with a hilt wrapped in worn leather. Its blade bore intricate runes of luck and chance, etched into the steel by hands long forgotten. When Kael drew it from its scabbard, he felt a tremor in the fabric of reality itself. The blade whispered to him, promising both peril and opportunity.
“Take me,” it seemed to say. “Embrace the chaos, and you shall rise.”
Kael hesitated, his fingers tracing the blade’s edge. The legends surrounding it were scarce—whispers in tavern corners, half-forgotten tales. But Kael cared little for legends. He was a gambler, and this blade was his new wager.
Kael’s first battle was a skirmish against marauding bandits. As arrows whistled through the air, he unsheathed the Blade of Chance. Its steel sang, and Kael moved with a grace he had never known. Arrows veered off course, and foes stumbled at his feet. The blade carved a path through chaos, and Kael emerged unscathed.
Word spread like wildfire. The gambler-turned-soldier became Blademaster Kael, a living legend. His comrades whispered tales of the blade that defied probability, and they followed him into battle with unwavering trust. Kael reveled in the thrill—the intoxicating dance of life and death.
In the heart of the Crimson War, Kael faced the warlord Vorak Bloodbane, a man who wielded dark magic and an obsidian blade. The battlefield trembled as they clashed. Vorak’s blade cut through armor and bone, and Kael staggered, blood staining his gambler’s tunic.
But then, as if guided by unseen hands, the Blade of Chance struck true. Vorak’s defenses crumbled, and Kael drove the blade into the warlord’s heart. Vorak fell, and the world held its breath.
Kael stood victorious, the blade pulsing with energy. He had cheated death once more.
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