Vulzar's Infernal Forge
Est. 2025 • Tiefling Artificer
Vulzar's Infernal Forge
The forge itself breathes a low, rhythmic hiss. Sparks fall like slow raindrops and briefly form infernal runes on the floor that vanish by dawn. The owner only...
Shopkeeper
Serrath Vulzar, a Tiefling Artificer (Lvl 12)
Keeper's Species
Tiefling
Shop Inventory
(16)A vial of deep-red liquid that warms the mouth. Common battlefield aid.
A larger phial sealed with infernal wax. It mends wounds far quicker than the common sort.
A well-balanced longsword tempered in brimstone. Its edge glints with a faint red hue.
A sword whose blade runs like liquid fire when its command word is spoken. Soot clings to the hilt.
A slim shortsword with a core of coppered brimsteel. The edge flickers like candlelight when called to flame.
A heavy warhammer, its head veined with slag that glows red when swung. The haft bears the marks of dozens of infernal craftsmen.
A breastplate forged from blackened infernal iron, seams glowing faint as if the metal still breathes.
A small oval shield hammered from red-steel and studded with infernal sigils that flare when it blocks a blow.
A cloak of shadowed leather threaded with faintly glowing infernal runes. Feels cool to the touch despite the heat of the forge.
A narrow band forged from a twisted sliver of cold iron. Its surface is almost mirror-smooth despite the brimstone pitting around it.
Boots patched from layered hellhide; when clicked they vibrate and fill the wearer with urgent momentum.
A pair of heavy infernal tongs carved with wards. They warm anything they hold and sometimes hiss like a tiny mouth.
A squat black anvil with a single ember eternally burning beneath it. Contracts signed on its face are said to be binding in both the Nine Hells and mortal courts.
A leather roll containing hammers, files, tongs, and a small portable forge kit. Still warm from its previous use.
A solid ingot stamped with the mark of the forge. Iron seems slightly infused with heat.
Small horseshoes stamped with runes of endurance. Hooves fitted with them leave tiny smoldering prints.
Serrath Vulzar
Shop Atmosphere
“The forge itself breathes a low, rhythmic hiss. Sparks fall like slow raindrops and briefly form infernal runes on the floor that vanish by dawn. The owner only negotiates deals in writing sealed with a drop of his own blood and will accept souls, favors or infernal contracts in addition to coin for truly rare wares. If someone leaves a tool in the workshop overnight the tongs will rearrange it by morning.”
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