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Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance... "Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?" Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.

Salty Fish Pilot · Games
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Chapter 65 Lakeside Manor

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"The only trait of this Relic is that when touched with any finger of the right hand, the person touching it will see Silvermoon. Depending on the phase of the moon, the shape of the Silvermoon seen will also change. This trait might actually be somewhat useful. If you touch it while lost in an illusion, you might be able to break free from the illusion, considering the symbolic significance of Silvermoon itself... 14 pounds, for 14 pounds you can take it away."

Probably knowing that this Relic wasn't very useful, Old John's asking price wasn't very high.

"But what are its negative effects? And the containment method?"

Shard asked, already planning to buy it.