TRIDENT OF THE DROWNED CHORUS

WEAPON VARIES RELIC WEAPON (MARTIAL TRIDENT) REQUIRES ATTUNEMENT   WEAPON PROPERTIES   DAMAGE: 1D6 PIERCING   VERSATILE: 1D8   THROWN: 20/60 FT.   WEIGHT: 4 LB.   WEAPON MASTERY: SAP   COUNTS AS A MAGICAL WEAPON IN ALL STATES. EVOLVES: DORMANT → AWAKENED → EXALTED.   DORMANT STATE   UNCOMMON (REQUIRES ATTUNEMENT)   BONUS: +1 TO ATTACK AND DAMAGE ROLLS   DORMANT PROPERTIES   TIDE PIERCER. WHILE YOU ARE UNDERWATER THE TRIDENT DEALS AN EXTRA 1 COLD DAMAGE ON A HIT.   LINGERING SAP. WHEN YOU USE THE SAP MASTERY WITH THIS WEAPON THE TARGET HAS DISADVANTAGE ON ITS NEXT ATTACK ROLL BEFORE THE END OF ITS NEXT TURN (INSTEAD OF BEFORE THE START OF YOUR NEXT TURN).   AWAKENED STATE   RARE (REQUIRES ATTUNEMENT)   BONUS: +1 TO ATTACK AND DAMAGE ROLLS   AWAKENED PROPERTIES   DROWNED MARK. ONCE PER TURN WHEN YOU HIT A CREATURE WITH THIS WEAPON YOU DEAL AN EXTRA 1D6 COLD DAMAGE.   BREATH OF THE DEEP. WHILE YOU ARE FULLY SUBMERGED IN WATER OR WITHIN 10 FEET OF A BODY OF WATER AT LEAST 10 FEET DEEP YOU CAN BREATHE UNDERWATER.   EXALTED STATE   LEGENDARY (REQUIRES ATTUNEMENT; YOU MUST HAVE REDUCED A CREATURE TO 0 HP UNDERWATER)   BONUS: +2 TO ATTACK AND DAMAGE ROLLS   EXALTED PROPERTIES   CHOIR’S JUDGMENT. ONCE PER TURN WHEN YOU HIT A CREATURE WITH THIS WEAPON YOU DEAL AN EXTRA 2D6 COLD DAMAGE. IF YOU ARE UNDERWATER THIS DAMAGE BECOMES 3D6 COLD DAMAGE INSTEAD.   COMMAND THE DEEP (1/LONG REST). YOU CAN CAST CONTROL WATER (SPELL SAVE DC = 8 + YOUR PROFICIENCY BONUS + YOUR STRENGTH MODIFIER).   SOVEREIGN SAP. WHEN YOU USE SAP WITH THIS WEAPON THE TARGET HAS DISADVANTAGE ON ALL ATTACK ROLLS UNTIL THE START OF YOUR NEXT TURN. PIERCING SAP legendary : you must have reduced a creature to 0 HP underwater Requires Attunement

Relic Weapon (Martial, Trident), Sunken Choir   The Trident of the Drowned Chorus is wrought from deep-sea blacksteel harvested from a shipwreck that never surfaced. Its three barbed prongs curve slightly inward, like grasping talons, each etched with flowing glyphs that resemble tidal currents and half-remembered hymns. The metal bears a dark, oil-slick sheen that shifts between blue, green, and violet in dim light.   The haft is wrapped in scaled ray-hide cord that never slips, even underwater. When held, the weapon feels fluid rather than rigid — balanced like a current ready to surge.   In silence, one might hear a faint echoing hum, like distant voices carried through water.   It smells faintly of brine and storm tide.   Appearance by Relic State   Dormant The runes along the prongs shimmer faintly when submerged. Droplets cling unnaturally to the metal, never fully falling away. When thrust underwater, the trident parts water cleanly, leaving spiraling eddies in its wake.   A soft, harmonic tone resonates when it strikes armor or bone.   Awakened The glyphs glow with cool blue light during combat. The barbs seem sharper and more defined when facing wounded foes. Underwater, faint silhouettes ripple outward from the wielder — as if unseen figures swim just beyond sight.   When thrown, it leaves a trail like a ribbon of disturbed current.   Exalted The trident becomes a conduit for the ocean’s will. The prongs gleam like polished abyssal glass, and bioluminescent lines pulse rhythmically along the haft. In deep water or heavy rain, a spectral chorus seems to rise in layered whispers around the wielder.   When it strikes decisively, a resonant, whale-like tone reverberates outward, and the water nearby trembles as though acknowledging a sovereign presence.   For a brief heartbeat after a powerful blow, ghostly shapes of drowned warriors flicker around the impact site.   Sensory Details   Always cool to the touch   Vibrates subtly when near deep water   Emits harmonic tones when striking metal or stone   Feels lighter when fully submerged   Lore   The Sunken Choir teaches that the sea remembers all who fall into it. The Trident of the Drowned Chorus is said to be forged in honor of those claimed by the depths — their voices woven into its runes so they are never forgotten.   It is not a weapon of rage, but of inevitability. Like the tide, it advances without haste and withdraws without weakness. Those who bear it speak of dreams filled with distant songs and endless horizons beneath dark waves.   To wield the trident is to stand between surface and abyss — and to command the currents that flow between them.