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Dark Rocks

The Strigoi Longsword



Simple yet imposing at first glimpse, this flamboyant longsword reflects the decadent aesthetic of classic vampire legends. The wave-carved blade is both a gothic touch and a practical benefit, providing the wielder an extra element of control in the bind. We took high-fantasy horror cues from our Lich sword when it came to the exaggerated fishtail pommel and slender, angular crossguard. The hot-forged and hand-carved bat claws at the quillon terminals are a final, surprisingly subtle reminder of the sword's vampiric story. A rich oxblood grip completes the look, reminiscent of blood and opulence in equal measure. Please see our pricing structure for an idea of what a similar sword would cost.



 

∴ Specs ∴



  • Weight: 1500g

  • Total length: 126cm

  • Blade length: 95cm

  • Grip length: 20.5cm

  • Grip and pommel length: 30cm

  • Quillon span: 25.5cm

  • Point of Balance: 9cm

  • 2mm edges

  • Fencing flex

  • Rounded tip








 

∴ Notes ∴

The hot-forged, hand-carved bat claw crossguard and fishtail pommel are oil blackened to a matte finish, with polished details. The hardwood grip is wrapped first in linen thread, then in oxblood red leather.


 

∴ Gallery ∴



 

∴ A Biting Chill ∴



The fire leaps in its ornate grate, but a shiver struggles free regardless. You breathe on your hands and fold your arms for warmth, casting your eyes warily around you. You feel uncommonly small in the echoing hall, dwarfed by the heavy crimson curtains, drawn despite the early hour.


Comparatively, the vampire somehow fills the space. He rests one hand on the stone mantle, a vision in crumpled shirtsleeves, red wine staining the lace at his throat. There is a dominance to his easy stance - a clear message that he owns this place. Not just the bones of it, the red velvet and glossy stone, but the space itself. The vastness is his. The emptiness is his. And the silence is his to break.


"You have brought me the piece?"


You nod, words sticking in your throat, and open the case. The vampire's eyes flash as they take in the silver flame of the blade, the blood red hide of the grip, the clawlike curl of the black crossguard.


"Yes," he whispers, long fingers stroking the leather. "It has been too long... Much too long. You have done a good thing to return this sword to my care. You shall be amply... rewarded."


You flinch and suddenly the sword is in the vampire's hands, his pale lips parted in a peal of silent laughter.

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