Wyldtamer

The court of Theion, the empyreal chaos was so magnificent as to blow the mind, occupying one tenth of the Infinity of Zen Mu, according to some estimates. Shaped like a ten-pointed star, the throne room was immense, but had unusual dimensions to allow for some guests who had special needs:

The hundred spheres of She who lives in her name's, one hundreth of her ten-thousand fiery spheres, singing together, had to be kept away from all others, lest they say the aforementioned name, and subsumed identity from the unfortunate.

The waters of Kimbery, The Sea That Marched Against the Flame would erode and corrode any who ventured too near, and drown and drench those who could resist same, making for messy scrolls.

The shadow of The Ebon Dragon was at the end of a branch of the star, hidden in the shadow of a light none could see.

Adrian, the river of all torments, equally captured, was kept away from any vulnerable, since he would scour the flesh of existence from them. Equally, Adrian would visit unfortuate retribution upon any who displayed love or loyalty to another, in his presence. Theion found loyalty useful, and so, filtered Adrian's experience of same.

In the center of it all, two seats had been lain, one was set empty, to show none could really be an equal to Theion, who ruled all within, from the other throne. Between the two thrones was set Wyldtamer, a crown of all-encompassing beauty, made of transparent black glass cut through with a rain of gems of every description. Rumours claimed that She-who-lives-in-her-name had her eye on the other throne, even having regular trysts with Theion where she roleplayed being granted permission to sit thereon, but that never happened when others were allowed within the throne room. Theion's permanent expansion combined with her ability to subjugate any who heard even her name would have made her the true ruler of all that is in short order.

— The minutes of the court of Zen-Mu, 25 TR

"I remember that indignity."

"It matters not, we have larger concerns, the mortals are coming, and their exalts, these so-called chosen, lead the way. I need you to bulwark those of our forces that can be reinforced."

"I am not one to fortify, I am the expression of superiority, if they need my help, they are by definition inferior."

"Are you?"

"Are you what?"

"I am the regal expression of superiority, something, it seems, I allowed you to forget..." Theion, the Empyreal Chaos' voice rang around, like bells the size of continents, obliterating all lesser sounds. "I am the ruler of all!" He shouted, but to She who lives in her name, the principle of hierarchy, it sounded hollow. Weak. She said nothing, and let him interpret her silence as acquiescence, while she reviewed treaties with the Fair Folk, with the Dead, with Mardukth, who holds in thrall, who had been ruler before Theion... And put her own plan in motion, she would tolerate no weakness, not from Theion, or from these chosen, she would scour it, from Creation, from Reality!

— Notes of the court of Zen-Mu, indeterminate time.

Mechanics & Inner Workings

Significance

Wyldtamer is a unique artifact, a singular crown, fashioned by the creator of Zen-Mu to symbolize rulership over the laws of reality.

Its main power and function is to prevent any but its wielder to win in Shaping Combat.

Legends speak of Mardukth reaching into the deep wyld and engaging into combat with entities whose nature and name escape classification and description, so ancient they were.

Item type

Clothing / Accessory