a striated fireleaf runestaff

+22 enchant

MB is 45m


Can cast 610 (tangle weed) on TAP or 616 (spike thorn) on WAVE.

Recharges 3 charges per 8 hours with 3 charge maximum.

No age restrictions or MIU needed for activation.
Activation does not incur roundtime nor cast RT. (You can use all 3 charges in under a second if desired).
Any script can be invoked from within a container (combined with no MIU required, makes this a reasonable option for squares and semis)
Can be used inside as well with no lore training.


Description:
>look runestaff (no charges)
Long and slender, the runestaff is a study in shades of muted grey and green. The fireleaf shaft is coarse and gnarled, little more than a branch stripped of its leaves. At its apex, three elliptical leaves curl inward to form a gently curved pyramidal tip.

>look runestaff (full charges)
Long and slender, the runestaff is a study in shades of muted grey and green. The fireleaf shaft is coarse and gnarled, little more than a branch stripped of its leaves. At its apex, three elliptical leaves curl inward to form a gently curved pyramidal tip. The three leaves burn brightly in an orange and red hue.

Non-Functional Scripts:
>lean runestaff
As you fold your hands atop your fireleaf runestaff, dark green vines sprout from the end cap and take root in the soil. After a moment, you give the runestaff a slight shake, and the roots retract with a seeming reluctance.

>raise runestaff
You raise your runestaff over your head, and begin to chant in a melodic whisper. The leaves adorning the crown of the runestaff take on a lifelike hue, and appear to almost rustle in the wind.

>touch runestaff
You slowly run your fingers over the surface of your runestaff, and the wood ripples in response.

>pet runestaff
You slowly run your fingers over the surface of your runestaff, and the wood ripples in response.

>point runestaff at guard
You point your runestaff at a town guard, whispering softly as you do. A sudden gust of wind erupts from behind you in a town guard's direction, knocking him back a pace.

Action Shot!
>glance
You glance down at your empty hands.

>wave runes at ogre
You swing your runestaff decisively and it slices through the air to point directly at a mountain ogre. A haze of ruddy orange light trails in its wake from the staff's leafy crown, light which spits and sparks fitfully as it arcs to the ground.

Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath a mountain ogre! Several of the thorns jab into the ogre!
... hits for 33 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Blow shatters knee and severs lower leg!
A mountain ogre screams and falls to the ground grasping its mangled right leg!
The mountain ogre is stunned!
... hits for 39 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Strike to wrist severs left hand!
... hits for 32 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Awesome shot shatters spine and punctures lung!
>tap rune
You slam the butt of your runestaff against the ground, and the leaves adorning its crown blaze with fiery color. Wisps of crimson bleed off into the air, drifting slowly earthward before winking out of existence.

A long thorny vine suddenly sprouts from the ground and begins to thrash about violently!

The long thorny vine lashes out violently at a night mare, dragging it to the ground!
... 20 points of damage!
Attempt to snare chest shrugged off.

The long thorny vine lashes out violently at a night mare, dragging it to the ground!
... 15 points of damage!
Slight leg hold.

The long thorny vine lashes out violently at a shadow mare, dragging it to the ground!
... 25 points of damage!
Smoky tendrils rise from the shadow mare's neck as the attack sweeps through.
The shadow mare is stunned!

The long thorny vine lashes out violently at a shadow mare, entangling it!
... 35 points of damage!
Attack whistles right through the chest!
It's like fighting fog!
The shadow mare is stunned!

etc.

There were some with doubts about this item vs. non-ogres. So, action shot #2!

>wave my runes at faeroth
You swing your runestaff decisively and it slices through the air to point directly at a greater faeroth. A haze of ruddy orange light trails in its wake from the staff's leafy crown, light which spits and sparks fitfully as it arcs to the ground.

Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath a greater faeroth! Several of the thorns jab into the faeroth!
... hits for 34 points of damage!
... 25 points of damage!
Well aimed shot, punctures calf!
The greater faeroth is stunned!
... hits for 34 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Well placed shot pierces knee, that hurt!
A greater faeroth roars in pain, grasping her left leg!
It is knocked to the ground!
... hits for 15 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Vicious strike punctures intestines!

>wave my runes at faeroth
You swing your runestaff decisively and it slices through the air to point directly at a greater faeroth. A haze of ruddy orange light trails in its wake from the staff's leafy crown, light which spits and sparks fitfully as it arcs to the ground.

Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath a greater faeroth! Several of the thorns jab into the faeroth!
... hits for 23 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Well placed strike to back shatters vertebrae!
... hits for 25 points of damage!
... 40 points of damage!
Well aimed strike shatters bone in left arm!
A greater faeroth emits a roar as she goes still.
>info
Name: Specie Renzolam Race: Human Profession: Cleric (shown as: Cleric)
Gender: Male Age: 40 Expr: 2561186 Level: 50
Use it inside!
[Maaghara Tower, Hall]
Sinuous, root-like veins break the smooth floor of the hall as they creep slowly back and forth from the center of the tree outward. Debris--leaves and other, perhaps best not identified substances--is pushed slowly towards a circular portal to the west. A spiraling set of stairs leads down the western wall and a corridor continues around the edge of the tree to the northeast.
Obvious exits: northeast, west, down
>tap my runestaff
You slam the butt of your runestaff against the ground, and the leaves adorning its crown blaze with fiery color. Wisps of crimson bleed off into the air, drifting slowly earthward before winking out of existence.
>
A thorny vine suddenly sprouts from the ground and begins to thrash about violently!
The thorny vine lashes out, but is unable to grasp ahold of anything.