Blood-Edge

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Blood-Edge
(no image) Un-ID'ed name red crystalline sword
Type weapon / longsword
Power source Arcane
Requirement Magic 20, Strength 32
Rarity Level range Cost Tier
260 35-42 1000 5
Combat statistics
Base Power Uses Stat Damage Type APR Critical Armor Defense Fatigue
46-64.4 10% Mag, 100% Str Physical +7 +6.0%
Modifiers
Damage On Hit Changes Damage Damage Conversion Damage When Wearer Hit
15% chance to animate a bleeding foe's blood +15% blight / +15% physical 50% blight
Movement Speed Maximum Encumbrance Maximum Life Healing Mod
Changes Resistances Changes Resistances Penetration
Changes Immunities
Changes Stats
Abilities
  • Accuracy bonus: +0.4% crit.pwr/acc
  • Lifesteal (this weapon only): +5%
  • Grants telepathy: Undead/Blood
  • Maximum vim: +25
  • Spellpower: +21
  • Spell crit. chance: +8.0%
  • It can be used to activate talent Bleeding Edge costing 20 power out of 20/20 (effective talent level 5.2)
Description This deep red sword weeps blood continuously.
It was born in the labs of the orcish corruptor Hurik, who sought to make a crystal that would house his soul after death.
But his plans were disrupted by a band of sun paladins, and though most died purging his keep of dread minions, their leader Raasul fought through to Hurik's lab,sword in hand.
There the two did battle, blade against blood magic, till both fell to the floor with weeping wounds.
The orc with his last strength crawled towards his fashioned phylactery, hoping to save himself, but Raasul saw his plans and struck the crystal with his light-bathed sword.
It shattered, and in the sudden impulse of energies the steel, crystal and blood were fused into one.
Now the broken fragments of Raasul's soul are trapped in this terrible artifact, his mind warped beyond all sanity by decades of imprisonment.
Only the taste of blood calls him fourth, his soul stealing the lifeblood of others to take on physical form again, that he may trash and wail against the living.