Thra'th (mistcutter)
Moren (Scale)
Her'rim (hopebringer)
Tri'kra(silverwave)
Shrin'k (Stardrop)
Prophesy of the five Swords..
metal of the heavens, forged by the fire of man.
the waves will break, across their blades, and lend them their power.
The first is the Thra'th, the cutter of the mist.
the forger of nations, of power it's self.
All it touches shall be bless with greatness,
their destiny forged and enhanced.
but when it is lost, it's curse be made, for the greatness it forged
shall follow to it's new home.
Moren, the scale, the binger of justice.
it's blade be true to the user, as long it stikes for truth.
it the wielders word be false with the sword in hand
his soul abandoned, his corruption be known, his death will come quickly with the blades own edge...
Her'rim, the hope bringer.
the one who holds the Her'rim, ensures his success.
he had straddle the edge, of the good and bad.
and he will always come on top in the end, though his trials to reach there will be great.
Tri'kra, the silverwave, the edge of War.
Glory be to it's wielder, always sought to fight for it's silver radiance.
Peace shall never come, to the one that holds this, until his blood is spilt.
It will bring about the final war, and split the world Four
Shrin'k, the dropper of Star, the Final blade of De Quim.
It's pure black blade, the deepest of nights.
It shall bring the end upon this world of One.
It's blade will strike, and shatter the blades of De Quim.
as each Dose fall, it's remains undone, the wrath of heavens will decend.
molten fire, Liquid Earth, Frozen air.
each greater then the last. with the breaking of the Tri'kra, the world will shatter, and the children of One will be no more.
Keep it safe, in the hands of blade of edge, where none shall use it until the blade dose fall. only then will the last game begin.
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