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It's a choice cut of laminated sponge. It jiggles to the touch.

It's laminated jelly molded as a globoid with pores to filter and nosh algae, and it jiggles.

Some clever tinker has fitted a spring-loaded tendon around each of these boots to mimic the gait of a large, sprinting bird.

As long as you have worn this item for at least 100 rounds, you sprint at thrice your movement speed.

+15 Move Speed

Hued and life-wet beauty was gathered in twine to make a point. Now dead stems and petals desperately grasp each other.

A small box of wax crayons.

Foam plush is arranged into gyri and sulci to mimic the brain maze.

Rolling scales tessellate their husky, slouching form, and motes of condensate stipple their swollen chin.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Mist steams from the cracks between its drying scales.

Burnt clay ingots are laid crosswise, and a barrier is made. Each brick is marred by the variegated cuts of time, imperfections in the heat balance of the oven it was fired in, and fungi in its birthing mud.

Shining hyphae pour their soft light up into the orbicular cap of the earthlamp.

Girthy pilings of fibrous salt-rot stake out these pools of brine. They belong to no one.

Salt-tracing waves cross the grain on the brinestalk pickets stuck into the ground.

Brinestalk is shaved into pickets and set across an iron-latched rail.

Several sharpened trunks of sallow brinestalk were driven into the ground here.

Here are several stripped trunks of sallow brinestalk bonded with mud.

Your bones are brittle.

You suffer 50% more damage from blugeoning attacks, falling, and other sources of concussive damage.

Metal was braided into electromagnetic scaffolding, and through it the modulator molds the clay of the baseband and divulges the shape of the new signal.

A small piece of scrap.

Damp leather wraps the wood haft up to a sharpened bit of bell bronze.

Strength Bonus Cap: 1 Weapon Class: Axe (cleaves armor on critical hit)

Bell bronze is shaped to a point and its handle wrapped in leather.

Strength Bonus Cap: 1 Weapon Class: Short Blades (causes bleeding on critical hit)

A weighty ingot of bronze.

An unadorned bronze key.

Scratches checker the length of edged bell bronze, and skin oil dampens the leather grip.

Strength Bonus Cap: 1 Weapon Class: Long Blades (increased penetration on critical hit)

A corm of bell bronze is screw-fitted to a scarred wooden shaft.

Strength Bonus Cap: 1 Weapon Class: Cudgel (dazes on critical hit)

Scratches checker the broad length of edged bell bronze, and skin oil dampens the double-handed leather grip.

Strength Bonus Cap: 1 Weapon Class: Long Blades (increased penetration on critical hit)

Azure gills tense and release, tense and release, tense and release, as if drawing breath into the puffer's stem. With each exhalation it belches a cloud of indigo spores like motes of twilight. They flutter back to the cap and congeal into an azure plasma.

Auric gills tense and release, tense and release, tense and release, as if drawing breath into the puffer's stem. With each exhalation it belches a cloud of golden spores like motes of sunlight. They flutter back to the cap and congeal into a golden plasma.

Jade gills tense and release, tense and release, tense and release, as if drawing breath into the puffer's stem. With each exhalation it belches a cloud of emerald spores like motes of twilight. They flutter back to the cap and congeal into a jade plasma.

Rose gills tense and release, tense and release, tense and release, as if drawing breath into the puffer's stem. With each exhalation it belches a cloud of ruby spores like motes of twilight. They flutter back to the cap and congeal into a rose plasma.

A greasy sac of ooze gyres over the floor in spiral-step. Under its membrane, a shoal of spitbright eels slither for freedom.

This waterskin is filled to the brim and sealed with wax, as if from a merchant's stores.

Starbright grass peaked at a local maximum of meaning and then was cut and bundled.

You cause plants to spontaneously grow in a nearby area, hindering your enemies.

Range: 8 Area: 3x3 + growth into adjacent tiles Cooldown: (level based) rounds +200 reputation with the Consortium of Phyta

Cyan bursts through a glassy hull and looks as though the sky was crystallized into a thicket of hexagonal prisms. The Eaters dug it up from its magmatic birthsite and arranged it into mounds to enshrine the Spindle.

This black slab of metal has been burnished clean of any symbol that may once have emblazoned its matte surface.

Shields only grant their AV when you successfully block an attack.

A small piece of scrap.

You can travel underground by burrowing.

Cooldown: (15-Level or 5, whichever is higher) rounds

Star orchid saliva pools at the tips of its digging fangs and drips onto pallid leg-things. It shudders in the capture of some pristine ecstasy lost to space and time, and it lets out a proud and piercing whine.

The box is wrought from chewed wire and dented iron.

A large camel bladder knotted at the bottom and suspended with a strap of intestine.

When worn, liquid in this item doesn't count toward your encumbrance.

A brightly burning campfire.

The ashen remnants of an old campfire.

Wax weeps from the stubborn candles, drips onto the sconces, forms a waxfall through the tiers of bronze.

The stencil on the tin depicts an animal with claws, or are they hooves? Snoods (or horns? antlers?) pucker its nose and brow. Shaggy, knotted fur, or ruffled feathers, sheath it from the heat (or cold).

Sunshame has left their skin pulpy and spider-white, and their capillaries are shot with blood two shades too dark.

An aluminum jug sheathed in an olive green cloth.

The quickened flax of the earth was duck-weaved in a simple square pattern and hung up on pickets.

Jointed wood and knit watervine make a movable wharf for the ass.

It's not so tall as a chrome pyramid, nor so wide, nor powerful, nor heavy, nor frightening, and no 'however' follows this clause. The semblance is there in outline, but it carries no weight, and all that's left is a pylon small and pointy.

You are protected by a durable carapace.

+(level based) AV -2 DV +(level based) Heat Resistance +(level based) Cold Resistance You may tighten your carapace to receieve double the AV bonus at a -2 DV penalty as long as you remain still. Cannot wear armor. +400 reputation with tortoises

Wearing unusual foreign clothing, the caravan guard presents an exotic form.

A narrow shaft fletched with bird feather is capped by a carbide head.

The luster of the azure edge fades to shadow at the beard of the bit, and a backspike balances the whole bladed volume.

Strength Bonus Cap: 4 Weapon Class: Axe (cleaves armor on critical hit)

A pair of leather boots onto which several carbide bands have been riveted.

Salt and scars form a comet's tail along the azure blade edge.

Strength Bonus Cap: 4 Weapon Class: Short Blades (causes bleeding on critical hit)

Skeletal hand of cobalt blue metal remains suspended in temporary lifelessness.

Strength Bonus Cap: 999 Weapon Class: Cudgel (dazes on critical hit)

The hammer shaft is capped by a head of bright and azure metal. Darker stripes across its face and throat note where it struck and beat softer carbide down.

Strength Bonus Cap: 5 Weapon Class: Cudgel (dazes on critical hit)

Thick, banded carbide gauntlets.

The shaft widens to a rigid polygon of azure metal. Nicks and scores tally on its surface.

Strength Bonus Cap: 4 Weapon Class: Cudgel (dazes on critical hit)

Blue carbide merely dents where weak collagen would be smashed to bits.

Your fists deal 2d3 damage. Target body parts: Hands License points: 2 Only compatible with True Kin genotypes

Salt and scars form a comet's tail along the length of the azure blade's edge.

Strength Bonus Cap: 4 Weapon Class: Long Blades (increased penetration on critical hit)

Nicked folding metal of dull azure is shaped to the pectorial lunes and stitched to an undergarment of padded goat leather.

A large shield, meant to be secured to your hand.

Shields only grant their AV when you successfully block an attack.

Carbon steel gleams on its sawed muzzle. A dented butt stock cuts at right angle to the shoulder.

Weapon Class: Bows & Rifles Accuracy: Low Multiple ammo used per shot: 3 Multiple projectiles per shot: 3

A weapon mounted on an automated tripod.

It's fitted with a crankshaft that turns a dimpled rubber sheet and kneads kinks out the hindparts of its sitter.

You eat meat exclusively.

You get no satiation from foods that aren't meat. If you eat raw food that isn't meat, there's a 50% chance you become ill for 2 hours. You can't cook with plant or fungus ingredients. You don't get ill when you eat raw meat. You can eat raw meat without being famished.

A narrative is confined to the etched boundaries of this stone, to the reductive duality of its form.