Eventually the Grim Sweeper rises to his usual towering height and wraps himself in the shadows similar to one putting on a coat before leaving. He pulls out a silver hourglass and checks it. There is barely any sand remaining, THANK YOU FOR THE COMPANY. YOU HAVE BEEN QUITE ENTERTAINING BUT I HAVE SEVERAL... ERRANDS THAT I MUST ATTEND TO SO I WILL TAKE MY LEAVE. He stops, trying to figure out how to say goodbye without being dark and dramatic, I HOPE YOU ARE STILL LIVING NEXT TIME OUR PATHS CROSS.
Then with a swirl of grave yard dust, the Grim Sweeper is gone.
Flint is sat waist-deep in the foul-smelling waters, a peaceful expression on his face. He is holding before him what appears to be a wooden quarterstaff, one you have not seen him carry before. A grate in the ceiling lets 3 lines of light shine down on him, the only illumination. Some of the rats are watching, but none are disturbing him
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'Meditating on this weapon, getting to know its hidden power, letting it know and trust me' Despite how the quarterstaff looks like it should be rotten and weak from however long it spent in the sewer before Flint found it, on the inside, it is surprisingly strong
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'Boring? How could this be boring?' He tries out a few attack stances with the quarterstaff. He looks ungainly as usual, but maybe with a sense of added power as opposed to his usual pathetic appearance
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'I mean, yeah. I'm not one of those barbarians who practically worships their axe, but ya don't think it's handy to have a decent weapon in case someone tries to exterminate you?'
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Eventually the Grim Sweeper rises to his usual towering height and wraps himself in the shadows similar to one putting on a coat before leaving. He pulls out a silver hourglass and checks it. There is barely any sand remaining, THANK YOU FOR THE COMPANY. YOU HAVE BEEN QUITE ENTERTAINING BUT I HAVE SEVERAL... ERRANDS THAT I MUST ATTEND TO SO I WILL TAKE MY LEAVE. He stops, trying to figure out how to say goodbye without being dark and dramatic, I HOPE YOU ARE STILL LIVING NEXT TIME OUR PATHS CROSS.
Then with a swirl of grave yard dust, the Grim Sweeper is gone.
*at work, so cant do like a fancy description, sorry lol*
You find this: https://www.dandwiki.com/wiki/Echoed_Weapon_(5e_Equipment)
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Flint is sat waist-deep in the foul-smelling waters, a peaceful expression on his face. He is holding before him what appears to be a wooden quarterstaff, one you have not seen him carry before. A grate in the ceiling lets 3 lines of light shine down on him, the only illumination. Some of the rats are watching, but none are disturbing him
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Kapar is also watching, staying away from the sunlight.
After the duration of a short rest, Flint opens his eyes and rises out of the water, clutching the quarterstaff and looking faintly awed
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“What are ya doing?” Kapar asks.
'Meditating on this weapon, getting to know its hidden power, letting it know and trust me' Despite how the quarterstaff looks like it should be rotten and weak from however long it spent in the sewer before Flint found it, on the inside, it is surprisingly strong
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“Sounds boring.”
'Boring? How could this be boring?' He tries out a few attack stances with the quarterstaff. He looks ungainly as usual, but maybe with a sense of added power as opposed to his usual pathetic appearance
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“Trying to figure out how a weapon works for an hour.”
'Come on, what else was I gonna do? When ya make a find like this, ya gotta maximise its potential. And in this case, that means attunement'
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“Weapons are overrated.”
'I mean, yeah. I'm not one of those barbarians who practically worships their axe, but ya don't think it's handy to have a decent weapon in case someone tries to exterminate you?'
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“I think it would be easier to drown them. I’m good at drowning people.”
'Of course you are. If I may ask, ya drowned many people?'
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“…no.”
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He has, in fact, drowned many people.
'Yeah right. Ya not gonna drown me, right? Right?'
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“Probably.”