The Whispering Blade

In the forest, you stumble upon an old, half-buried sword. When you touch it, a flood of visions and voices fills your mind—snippets of battles, spells, a world you don’t recognize but somehow know. The blade vibrates under your hand, its whispering intensifies, promising power and knowledge if you choose to wield it. The air grows tense, as if waiting for you to act. You feel a strange pull, like this was meant for you. Do you take the blade, or leave it where it lies?