Wyrmtongue

Weapon (shortsword), very rare (requires attunement)

This elegant shortsword bears a sinuous draconic motif along its blade, which shimmers faintly in hues that shift between flame, frost, lightning, and acid-green. When drawn, it hums with a voice older than mortal memory—a whisper of wyrmkind power from an age before kings.

While attuned to Wyrmtongue, you gain the following benefits:

• You gain a +1 bonus to attack and damage rolls made with this weapon.
• As a bonus action, you may invoke the name of one of the Greatwyrms who first imbued Wyrmtongue with its power. Choose fire, acid, cold, or lightning. Until you speak the command word again, drop, or sheath the sword, it deals an additional 2d6 damage of the chosen type on a hit.

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Draconic Wrath.
Wyrmtongue holds 3 charges. You may expend 1 charge when you hit a creature to deal an additional 3d10 damage of the chosen draconic type (fire, acid, cold, or lightning).

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Aura of the Wyrm.
You may expend 2 charges as a bonus action to unleash a Draconic Aura for 1 minute. While active, any creature of your choice that starts its turn within 10 feet of you must succeed on a DC 16 Wisdom saving throw or become frightened. While frightened in this way, the creature must use its action to move as far away from you as possible. A frightened creature may repeat the saving throw at the end of its turn, ending the effect on a success.

Wyrmtongue regains 1d3 expended charges daily at dawn.

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Lore: The Blade That Speaks Dragon

In the final days of the Shattered Sky War, when the first dragons rose to challenge the primordials, five Greatwyrms came together to forge a single weapon—not for war, but for legacy. Each infused Wyrmtongue with a fragment of their breath, tempering it in the crucible of elemental might and ancient language. It was entrusted to a mortal: Ser Eryndel of the Obsidian Flight, a half-dragon knight who had sworn loyalty not to one brood, but to the balance of draconic will.

Wyrmtongue was said to speak in dreams, guiding its wielder through riddles and flame. It passed from claw to hand for centuries, until it vanished during the fall of the Wyrmsages—scholars who sought to bind dragonkind with stolen names.

Now, when the old magic stirs and dragons move unseen through cloud and cavern, the sword has surfaced once more. To draw Wyrmtongue is to court the attention of wyrms both ancient and jealous—and perhaps to awaken the weapon’s final purpose, still sealed behind the unspoken name of its fifth creator.