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Swordbreaker
armor (shield), uncommon (requires attunement)
This shield is made of sturdy metal and has a jagged edge that can catch and snap blades. The shield is covered in marks from battle and damage from breaking swords and other weapons.
Sunder Weapon
When you are attacked by a melee weapon attack and the attack roll misses you, you can use your reaction to make a Strength check against a DC of 22. If you succeed, you break the attacker's weapon, rendering it useless. This feature does not work on magical weapons or weapons that are made of adamantine.Lore
In the heart of a small town, nestled among the clamor of blacksmiths’ hammers and the scent of molten metal, Garrick toiled in his modest forge. His hands, calloused from years of shaping steel, held a vision—a shield that would defy the odds and protect its bearer when all seemed lost.
Garrick’s creation was no relic of ancient prophecies or celestial blessings. It bore no inscriptions or magical runes. Instead, it was a shield born of sweat, determination, and the practical needs of warriors. He named it the Swordbreaker, for its jagged edge promised to snap blades like brittle twigs.Sir Elric, a seasoned knight, sought Garrick’s expertise. His armor bore scars from countless battles, and he longed for a shield that would withstand the relentless onslaught of foes. Sir Elric’s eyes gleamed with resolve as he described the chaos of the battlefield—the clash of swords, the screams of wounded comrades, and the weight of responsibility.
Garrick listened intently, understanding that this shield would not adorn a museum or inspire bards’ ballads. It would be wielded by a man who bled, sweated, and cursed the gods when his joints ached. So, Garrick worked with precision, melding steel plates and rivets, tempering the metal until it sang with resilience.
The Swordbreaker emerged—a sturdy, unadorned shield with a raw, utilitarian beauty. Its surface bore the scars of hammer blows, each dent a testament to its purpose. Sir Elric tested it against the mightiest of blades, and the shield held firm.
Sir Elric carried the Swordbreaker into battles that history would forget. He fought alongside foot soldiers, their faces obscured by mud and sweat. The shield deflected arrows, absorbed the impact of maces, and shielded Sir Elric’s comrades as they fought shoulder to shoulder. It was not defiance against cosmic forces—it was survival.
One day, during a skirmish in the rain-soaked marshes, Sir Elric saved a young squire named Alina. She wielded a rusted sword and wore a tattered gambeson, but her eyes blazed with determination. Sir Elric handed her the Swordbreaker, saying, “Protect your allies, Alina. This shield will guard you.”
Alina’s journey was not one of epic quests or dragon-slaying. She defended villages from bandits, stood watch over caravans, and faced brigands in moonlit forests. The Swordbreaker became her confidante—the weight on her arm, the barrier between life and death.
When Alina retired, she passed the Swordbreaker to a young militia captain named Rolf. Rolf, too, had no grand destiny. He patrolled the city walls, ensuring the safety of the citizens. The Swordbreaker accompanied him, its edges nicked from countless clashes with raiders and marauders.
And so, the Swordbreaker continued its quiet service, moving from hand to hand, never adorned with gold or praised by minstrels. It was not a relic, but a tool—a shield that knew no glory but understood duty. Ordinary people wielded it, and in their hands, it became extraordinary.
The Swordbreaker’s legacy was not etched in stone but whispered in taverns. “Remember Alina?” the old soldiers would say. “She had that shield—the one that defied swords.” And the tale would pass to the next generation, a reminder that heroism was not always about grand gestures but the quiet resolve to stand firm.
And so, the Swordbreaker endured, unassuming yet unyielding, in the hands of those who needed it most.
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