Sanguine Great Sword

Forged through ritual sacrifice, this sword radiates the hot, metallic scent of fear and the singed sulfur smell of anger. When you hold it, you taste blood on your tongue and hear the whispered cries of the soul fragment trapped within.

The enchanted blade seems almost to guide its own motions, hungrily seeking out flesh to cut. It is a greedy thing with an unquenchable thirst, and once it draws blood, it is loath not to sup on the sweet, spilling essence within.