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Crafting Motif 131: Militant Monk Style

by Mehira the Nimble of the Hel Netu

A guide to crafting armor and weapons in the Militant Monk Style

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Silence is a weapon and a shield. These pages hold the secrets of our silence, the vestments of the Hel Netu, we militant monks that guard our Moth Priest charges with our lives. Many are we, many do we protect, and many more shall we someday be.

AXES

The blades of our axes are not curved but beget a valley. Let the breath of your swing be the first whisper that heralds the bite of your blade.

BELTS

Our greatest weapon is redirection: the channeling of energy, thought, and will. Before meeting your enemy, breathe deep into your belly. Feel the cinch of the sash at your middle and find your center. Find balance.

BOOTS

Lep Seclusa is our home now. But our boots are those of our wandering ancestors. They who refused to stay in the Deathlands won by sword-singers. Our sky-pointed toes serve to honor Tava, may we always feel her wind at our backs.

BOWS

A sword-singer meets the Hel Netu as a mountain meets a sandstorm. Little by little, the mountain gives itself to the tear of the wind, the movements of the air and earth, the will of many moving as one against one standing still with the might of many.

CHESTS

Silence is a weapon and a shield. Adorn yourself with the whisper of cloth, the murmur of chain mail. May the sound of your movement blend with the wind.

DAGGERS

A blunted blade is more dangerous to its wielder. The sword-singer may summon the Shehai, but a fine and swift knife can serve to blunt the Shehai from any angle which you choose to carve.

GLOVES

We hold not to the traditions of distant home. For the tighter your hold, the faster it may slip away. Shed plans and circumstance as the asp sheds its skin. Wrap yourself in change, and no one will be able to decipher your next move.

HELMETS

A sword-singer knows their own mind with perfect clarity. Yet they lack insight on the movements and motives of others. Their greatest strength is also their greatest weakness. And such weakness is why Yokuda lies at the bottom of the sea.

LEG GREAVES

Strike first and fast, and you will never be trained by the sword-singer to make the wrong response. Keep your freedom to move. Run as the river would. For when water stills, a river it ceases to be.

MACES

A tool as adaptable as the Hel Netu mind. A blade that loses its edge fails at its sole purpose. A hammer that loses its flatness of face can still drive a nail, break a shield, or shatter a skull.

SHIELDS

Hunding wrote that a closed line is not open. We apply this simple philosophy to our shields: a perfect circle, a line closed on all sides. The optimal symbol of protection.

SHOULDERS

Like waves of the sea may the Hel Netu roll each blow off our shoulders. By the mercy of Zeqqi, may our pauldrons deflect as much as they protect.

STAVES

Our staves are a pillar grounding us in to this world. The power we wield is permitted here only through the gate of this narrow implement, only in the shapes we let it take. To stand against the Shehai may mean its end. But it is an end well seen.

SWORDS

Hunding once wrote that the opponent's sword is not the enemy. He advised to watch the opponent, not the sword. Thus the sword-singer will not see our elegant blades, our teeth of Satakal, even as they flash with a glimpse of the Far Shores.