Nightwoven Aegis

This weightless black mantle drapes from the shoulders like a strip of midnight pulled loose from the void. Its surface is not plain cloth, but layered with velvet-dark threads that coil and branch like living tendrils. Where those tendrils cross, a soft black glow blooms beneath the weave, as if moonless light is trapped inside the fabric. When worn, the mantle settles perfectly over armor or robes, and the shadowed seams ripple with a faint, sacred pulse whenever hostile magic approaches.