Graven Greaves

Many wonder at the nature of the item, for verily, it is strange. Carrying within it the essence of the tombstone, the gravemarker, bearer of Graven Greaves stand upright, requiring immense supernatural strength to incline or bend in any way. Anyone supported by the graven greaves stands unapologetically upright, even dead, until the hearthstone is attuned to someone else.
Graven greaves function as a greater hearthstone(exalted essence, p.352), with two specific powers:

1. It requires a greater feat of strength to make the bearer bend knee in any way.
2. Once per session, if the bearer has dealt health damage to a significant character, it may heal one of its own health damage, if it is fully healthy, it may roll a difficulty 4 fortitude+physique check, if successful, the health level stacks on their full health levels as a temporary extra health level.

The attached manse is a shadowland with within it a gate leading to Stygia, the stories vary, enough so that some sages believe it may actually be moving, and not just a case of unreliable narration.

— The arcane facts your teacher never told you, Shivan Mikal, Nexus University, 765RR.

"Attend!" The scenepainter of oblivion spoke, it's words bitten off, the surrounding blizzard a distraction, the plains of Solinberry, buried under enough snow his nephwracks didn't see their waists, a distant memory.
"Yes, milord?"
"Concentrate, you mindless automatons, help me find the device! The rare and precious tombstone, the focus of your days, for indeed, you will be much worse than dead, if I catch any of you not doing your utmost to find it!"
"Yes, milord." The seneschal had been with their family since the beforetimes, had seen scenepainter's aide since... Well, suffice to say, the seneschal was under no illusion of forgiveness or mercy from Yurumi Maldi or Jorossh Maldi, not after what had been done to their parents.

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In another land, one far away...

"Yurumi, come see this!"
"Yes, One-man caravan?"
"I count five of these undead, they were in a train, following this track..."
"Spectres, nephwracks to the one..."
"No, not nephwracks, something worse... Spectres were the first exemplars, back in the first age... No, this is something new... These are somehow more dangerous... These are Lovelorn. Undead who have somehow been excised of the capability to... love."
"Love?"
"Love, and most of the higher emotions, most of the selfless ones, I should say... It is perturbing..."
"Why tell me? You have all these secrets..."
"No, I have all these skills, I get people from point A to point B... Now the chosen of Secrets, those, they have secrets... And if together, we asked, very nicely, and brought drink and fine foods, and gifts, and other enticements, we would leave with the possibility that we'd learn those secrets, but not the reality..."
"I hate them already..."
"It is a lonely path, to know all secrets, and not be able to share any... But I know the Green Lady, she is to be trusted, even though she keeps nine of the ten secrets she knows, and shares only half of the tenth..."
"Kyaa!"
"But that half is the important one, that gets you to the right place, to the right mortal, or fae or god... To the right chosen, or artifact or secret. Yurumi, you must accept the possibility, your brother is no longer following the dictates of heaven..."
"Which brother? Walted? Akodo?"
"Jorossh, the others are obviously fallen, but his corruption may be subtle, I doubt he works with heaven's best intent at heart..."

Item type

Armor