Swords of death

Two one-handed swords with dulled, gray faces and blackened fullers that drink torchlight instead of reflecting it. The grips are bound in cracked leather over a cold metal core, and each blade carries a faint notch near the guard—like it was tempered to bite through armor, scales, and wards alike. Kaelith Vengeance was built for a single decisive strike: the first swing decides the target, the second only makes sure. When the edge lands, it doesn’t argue with divine flesh—assassin’s steel turns miracles into corpses.