Its story
A long, ember-red shoulder mantle woven from fire-resistant silk and fine copper thread. Its overlapping copper scales are warm to the touch, and the hem smolders with a faint orange glow when wind snaps the fabric. It smells of salt, singed cedar, and distant rain.
Lore
Along the northern Davanian coast, old stories tell of a mantle that could keep a guardian standing while flames consumed the shore. Its glow was said to guide the living through smoke and fog, though no tale agrees on who last carried it.
History
The mantle was made for a coastal warden who guarded Davanian settlements from both burning ships and sudden storms. It passed between lighthouse keepers and harbor defenders before vanishing during a night of rough seas. Sailors claim it resurfaced in a wreck tangled in warm, unburned sails.