Beacon of the Reed Sea

Weapon Ascension Material. A long time ago, the people of the Lord of Deserts carved these imperial insignias based on robust beetles to memorialize the bright sun that marked the shifting of day and night, as well as the infinity of such times. Though the name of that Lord is no longer mentioned, these imperial insignias have been preserved through time, each bearing a faint ambiance of those past glories. These insignias travel with the descendants of the Eremite Tribe, silently telling the tales of their then-Lord.

The ruined shell of a Consecrated Beast. A tangible effigy to the grand calamity that devoured the lands of yore, usually only discovered in places few dare tread.

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Consecrated Fanged Beast

Consecrated Flying Serpent

Consecrated Horned Crocodile

Consecrated Red Vulture

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A piece of red satin used to cover the eyes. The fabric is slightly torn. Many Eremites tend to cover their eyes with textiles, but the original intention of this practice has long been lost to the sands of time.

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Eremite Axe Vanguard

Eremite Crossbow

Eremite Daythunder

Eremite Desert Clearwater

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Weapon Ascension Material. To weave together myriad thoughts and reign over countless souls — this is the essence of power. However, power is not cold-blooded tyranny. Its true ideal, at its heart, is to create a utopia free of worry, schemes, and slavery. It was just as the silent lord saw in the crystal's secrets, and just as the lost companion had once taught. The dark insect insignia and the steel judgment thus laid the foundations of the kingdom's rules.

The ruined shell of a Consecrated Beast. A tangible effigy to the grand calamity that devoured the lands of yore, usually only discovered in places few dare tread.

Dropped by

Consecrated Fanged Beast

Consecrated Flying Serpent

Consecrated Horned Crocodile

Consecrated Red Vulture

+1 more

A piece of red satin used to cover the eyes. The fabric is slightly torn. Many Eremites tend to cover their eyes with textiles, but the original intention of this practice has long been lost to the sands of time.

Dropped by

Eremite Axe Vanguard

Eremite Crossbow

Eremite Daythunder

Eremite Desert Clearwater

+8 more

Weapon Ascension Material. To weave together myriad thoughts and reign over countless souls — this is the essence of power. However, power is not cold-blooded tyranny. Its true ideal, at its heart, is to create a utopia free of worry, schemes, and slavery. It was just as the silent lord saw in the crystal's secrets, and just as the lost companion had once taught. The dark insect insignia and the steel judgment thus laid the foundations of the kingdom's rules.

The sturdy shell of a Consecrated Beast. The remains of a ruinous beast that once gnawed at the flesh of great, fallen beings. Even should the beasts sup a sliver of power from the gods of yesteryear, they too will greet the same end as said gods.

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Consecrated Fanged Beast

Consecrated Flying Serpent

Consecrated Horned Crocodile

Consecrated Red Vulture

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A piece of red silk trimmed with simple decorations. A seasoned warrior can detect weaknesses from their foe's eyes and thus take advantage. The Eremites have long since lost a master to serve, and now they have no one to trust but themselves. Word has it that they are more than convinced that all things betray, even their own eyes.

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Eremite Axe Vanguard

Eremite Crossbow

Eremite Daythunder

Eremite Desert Clearwater

+8 more

Weapon Ascension Material. Silver moonlight and clear springs once completed the scenery of the oases. But as the Lord of Flowers faded in the darkening sandstorm, so was the worriless golden paradise submerged by death. In the poetry of the Eremite Tribe, the moon cast its silver light on the crimson mantle, causing Al-Ahmar, the Mourning King, to be driven to madness. In a melancholic desert ballad, driven by the haunting nostalgia, the lonely king created an ever-youthful dreamland in the center of the desert, where undisturbed water sprang up and perpetual dusk remained.

The sturdy shell of a Consecrated Beast. The remains of a ruinous beast that once gnawed at the flesh of great, fallen beings. Even should the beasts sup a sliver of power from the gods of yesteryear, they too will greet the same end as said gods.

Dropped by

Consecrated Fanged Beast

Consecrated Flying Serpent

Consecrated Horned Crocodile

Consecrated Red Vulture

+1 more

A piece of red silk trimmed with simple decorations. A seasoned warrior can detect weaknesses from their foe's eyes and thus take advantage. The Eremites have long since lost a master to serve, and now they have no one to trust but themselves. Word has it that they are more than convinced that all things betray, even their own eyes.

Dropped by

Eremite Axe Vanguard

Eremite Crossbow

Eremite Daythunder

Eremite Desert Clearwater

+8 more

Weapon Ascension Material. Silver moonlight and clear springs once completed the scenery of the oases. But as the Lord of Flowers faded in the darkening sandstorm, so was the worriless golden paradise submerged by death. In the poetry of the Eremite Tribe, the moon cast its silver light on the crimson mantle, causing Al-Ahmar, the Mourning King, to be driven to madness. In a melancholic desert ballad, driven by the haunting nostalgia, the lonely king created an ever-youthful dreamland in the center of the desert, where undisturbed water sprang up and perpetual dusk remained.

The marked shell of a Consecrated Beast inscribed with ancient script. On the pallid contours of the shell, the regrets of a time long past have been inlaid. One day, the bones of the beast will scatter like dust in the wind, and then, finally, may the exalted deceased greet their final rest...

Dropped by

Consecrated Fanged Beast

Consecrated Flying Serpent

Consecrated Horned Crocodile

Consecrated Red Vulture

+1 more

A piece of red brocade woven with golden thread. Those born in the gilded desert under the sun occasionally sing a song, of which the meaning has been forgotten. They would praise the scorching sun that illuminates the earth as equally as ever and bewail the afterglow at the end of the dusk. Some unfamiliar words recur at the end of the song, which are said to be the names of ancient gods. Legend has it that when the King of the Desert was still alive, his people chose to cover their eyes as they dared not look upon him, whose brilliance was beyond that of the sun.

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Eremite Axe Vanguard

Eremite Crossbow

Eremite Daythunder

Eremite Desert Clearwater

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Weapon Ascension Material. In the era when the ignorant Lord of Deserts ruled, his power descended upon every inch of the land like the scorching sun. Ancient stone tablets record that he turned his power into seven rays of blinding light or seven pillars, which he granted equally and mercifully to everyone. No one was neglected, nor was anyone discontented. That was a forgotten golden era, an era when the Lord of Flowers had faded into the sands and the Lord of Verdure was determined to leave. Only the descendants in the yellow sand chose to follow their god. Even as the grim shadow of calamity loomed, the power in which they had faith shone brightly like amber and gold. Yet calamity befell nonetheless, and the golden insectoid insignias were buried beneath the depths of shrine and palace, under collapsed pillars engraved with images of eagles and bulls.

The marked shell of a Consecrated Beast inscribed with ancient script. On the pallid contours of the shell, the regrets of a time long past have been inlaid. One day, the bones of the beast will scatter like dust in the wind, and then, finally, may the exalted deceased greet their final rest...

Dropped by

Consecrated Fanged Beast

Consecrated Flying Serpent

Consecrated Horned Crocodile

Consecrated Red Vulture

+1 more

A piece of red brocade woven with golden thread. Those born in the gilded desert under the sun occasionally sing a song, of which the meaning has been forgotten. They would praise the scorching sun that illuminates the earth as equally as ever and bewail the afterglow at the end of the dusk. Some unfamiliar words recur at the end of the song, which are said to be the names of ancient gods. Legend has it that when the King of the Desert was still alive, his people chose to cover their eyes as they dared not look upon him, whose brilliance was beyond that of the sun.

Dropped by

Eremite Axe Vanguard

Eremite Crossbow

Eremite Daythunder

Eremite Desert Clearwater

+8 more