Unreviewed Válinn | The Sovereign Scepter

[Warpriest Prime]

OOC INFORMATION​

• Intent: To create a divine armament not for the battlefield, but for the royal courts & crowns~
• Image Source: The Avengers [X] | Hellboy [X]
• Canon Link: Battle Meditation [X] | Force Illusion [X] | Darkshear [X] | Force Drain [X]
• Permissions: N/A
• Primary Source: N/A

PRODUCTION INFORMATION
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• Manufacterer: Domina Prime [X]
• Affiliation: House Prime [X]
• Market Status: Closed-Market
• Model: Válinn | The Sovereign Scepter
• Modularity: No
• Production: Unique (2)
• Material: Azure Blackstone [X] | Ha'rangirite [X]
• Classification: Force Imbued Royal Scepter-spear
• Size: Average
• Weight: Average

SPECIAL ATTRIBUTES​

Forged in the holy-forge of House Prime and shaped beneath chants meant for queens, kings, and the silver-tongued architects of power, the Sovereign Serpent Scepter is one of the most elegant and insidious creations in the Divine Armament series.

Unlike the brute engines of war that define many Mandalorian relics, this weapon is crafted for rulers, courtiers, tacticians, and those who know that dominion is not always taken by the sword~ but by the whispered word, the illusion, the manipulation, and the control of minds and hearts. Its shaft of the Scepters alloy gleams with regal menace, and its tri-bladed crown cradles a luminous Ha'rangrite heartstone that pulses like a serpent's eye.

Though designed as a royal accessory. Worn, displayed, or used subtly in court, the scepter is no ornament. Its carved runes amplify a wielder's mind-based force abilities to dizzying heights, allowing them to fracture thoughts, twist perceptions, and generate loyal phantasms to act in their stead. When the blades touch flesh or soul, the Ha'rangrite heartstone drinks deep, siphoning away the victim's connection to the Force in a slow, cold drain. A ruler wielding it commands not just armies, but belief itself.

With a deliberate twist of the grip, the shaft extends, becoming a full-length ceremonial spear, its crown splitting open to produce a crackling lance of Darkshear energy. Whether in a throne room, a battlefield, or the shadows of political intrigue, Hyrmfjǫrðr ensures its wielder reigns supreme.

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• Ha'rangrite Tri-Crown: At the scepter's apex lies a heartstone set within three elegantly curved blades, forming a crown-like spearhead. This heartstone functions as a psychic generator, dramatically enhancing the wielder's telepathic projection, mind illusions, emotional influence, and mental infiltration. When the blades pierce flesh or armor, they serve as conduits, siphoning the Force directly into the stone. This drained energy is then stored until the wielder commands it to erupt in a tense, needle-thin beam of destructive Darkshear that can pierce armor and melt durasteel.

• Serpent Runes: Glyphscript runes spiral down the shaft, each representing a different branch of mental mastery. Illusion, doppelganger projection, dream-walking, forced empathy, emotional compulsion, and memory intrusion. These runes do not replace the wielder's skill but as a conduit can magnify it, allowing weaker Force sensitives to wield terrifying dominion and allowing masters to reshape perception itself. The scepter subtly synchronizes with its wielder's mental cadence, responding to their subconscious intentions.

• Royal Tongue Amplifier: When held during speech, the heartstone subtly projects the wielder's emotional frequency outward, enhancing charisma, fear projection, confidence, and rhetorical impact. It is not mind control, but the whisper of a god on the wind behind one's words.

• Dual-Form Construction: The scepter can shift between its regal court-length and a full-length ceremonial war-spear. In spear form, the blades rotate and lock, enabling drill-like thrusts and Darkshear discharge. Despite its elegance, it is a fully functional battlefield weapon capable of impaling through armor or shields.

INTRINSIC STRENGTHS​

Master of Minds: The Sovereign Scepter dramatically enhances the wielder's psychic Force powers. Illusions become more vivid, doppelgangers more tangible, emotional influence more intoxicating, and mental invasions more precise. In the hands of a skilled telepath, the scepter can turn a battlefield into a hall of mirrors or reduce a throne room to a stage where only the wielder's script plays.

Force Drain Catalyst: The tri-bladed crown acts as a mouthpiece for the heartstone, allowing the weapon to drain Force essence through physical contact. This stolen energy fuels the wielder's mental abilities or can be stored and unleashed as a devastating beam of Darkshear. Its draining nature makes it particularly effective against Jedi, Sith, and Force-sensitive beasts.

Regal Authority: Beyond combat, the scepter reinforces leadership. Troops feel steadier, allies feel anchored, and subordinates fall naturally into line around the wielder. The scepter conveys presence, spiritual, political, and psychological, making it a true symbol of dominion and royal right.

Court & War Weapon: Its ability to shift from a sleek court scepter to an extending spear grants it versatility. In close-quarters, it is a graceful parrying tool; in open combat, it becomes a thrusting, drilling pike of Ha'rangrite-charged destruction.

DESIGN FLAWS​

Mental Harmony: The scepter bonds with the wielder's mind. If they are unstable, panicking, or mentally fragmented, the weapon becomes chaotic, illusions flicker, projections distort, and Darkshear blasts misfire. It is a serpent of the psyche; the wielder's mental discipline determines whether it coils obediently or bites.

Devour: Though its ability to drain the Force is powerful, overuse can overwhelm the wielder's nervous system with raw energy. If too much is taken too quickly, it can cause psychic backlash, emotional numbness, migraines, hallucinations, or temporary sensory distortion. The heartstone hungers, but it also judges those who feed it recklessly.

Brutal Conquest: Unlike many Mandalorian weapons, the scepter is not built for breaking shields, crushing armor, or blasting foes apart. It is most effective in intellectual combat, psychological warfare, and precise power engagements. Against immense physical threats, rancors, large droids, or artillery, even in spear form it may be outmatched.

Nullwake Stasis: When in the presence of ysalamiri fields, void stone, or other Force-nullifying phenomena, the heartstone becomes inert. Its amplification and illusions collapse instantly, its stored energy cannot be released, and the weapon becomes little more than a ceremonial spear. The psychological aura also falters, leaving the wielder's presence less commanding.

WHISPERS IN THE DARK​

The King-Serpent Scepter, Válinn was born not from war, but from Dima Prime's reluctant respect for a battlefield she had never sought but could no longer ignore: the realm of silver tongues, masks, veiled threats, and crown-games where blades are rarely drawn, yet blood spills all the same. For all her contempt of "courtly venom," even she knew that to dismiss politics entirely was to misunderstand war in one of its oldest, most insidious incarnations. If the battlefield was sacred, then every arena of conflict—be it mud, ash, or throne room—deserved a proper weapon. And so, in the sanctum of her sacred forge, she shaped not a sword for warriors, but a scepter for kings and queens who battled through whispers rather than steel.

She began with a Ha'rangirite shard carved from the same seam that birthed the hearts of her greatest armaments—volatile in nature, yet perfect for focus, magnification, and dominance when set into a trinity crown of blackened blades. The metal shaft was forged of azure-blackstone alloy, repeatedly quenched in ichor-filled crucibles and tempering wells laced with Nightsister spell-ink. Each ritual cycle shifted the resonance of the core, attuning it not to physical violence, but to sovereignty, influence, coercion, and the labyrinthine dance of rule. Dima's hammer strokes were deliberate and ceremonial, each one a vow of respect to a battlefield she had yet to master—but fully intended to.

The scepter's head took shape like the fanged crown of an ancient serpent deity: three blades bent inward around the Ha'rangirite stone, each tip designed not for slashing, but for piercing the will. Upon completion, she carved into its length a spiraling chain of runes—glyphscript sigils of mind shard, projection, perception-fracture, force-drain, and enthrallment—an arsenal of invisible edges for those who must win battles without ever drawing blood. When awakened, the scepter becomes a royal spear of immaculate menace: the shaft elongates, the stone hums with caged destruction, and its wielder commands a presence that can bend rooms, crowds, and even armies.

Though Dima herself had little interest in thrones, she understood the sacredness of leadership—and the tragedies of those unprepared to wield it. So she forged this armament for monarchs and heirs who must walk a battlefield where every ally might be an enemy, every compliment a trap, and every truth a blade. It was not made for the righteous, but for the capable—those whose rule could either uplift their people or plunge them into ruin.

In her doctrine, if a warrior can wield a sword, then a ruler should wield something far more dangerous: a weapon that tests the soul, amplifies the mind, and condemns its bearer either to sovereignty or to the deadly isolation that comes with the crown. And thus the King-Serpent was born—an armament not of conquest, but of dominion, deceit, and the heavy toll of command.