He still remembered that thing which had nearly killed him. Of course he expected to remember, but not like this. The pain had faded to a dull ache in his side though it flared up if he reached too high with his left arm, but every time he closed his eyes he saw that monster's face, as if it were burned into his retina. He even saw it with his eyes open sometimes, breaking out in a cold sweat whenever that happened.
Death and Taxes are a pair of wicked knives from the First Age. Death is long and thin with a blade of starmetal, while Taxes is curved and made of Soulsteel. The tang on each is of the complementary metal. They are Artifact •• separately, or Artifact ••• for the pair.
In appearance, it is a fine silk cap with intricate stiching in orichalcum thread. It never shows signs of age or wear. Any Exalted that wears it will never suffer a Limit Break. However, she will continue to accumulate points of Limit as appropriate. When she takes off the hat, she will immediately suffer a Limit Break if her Limit is at 10 or higher, with appropriately increased duration and strength based on however much her Limit is over 10.
Early in the First Age, the No Moon scholar Woodchuck the Younger first compiled this impressive tome, which recorded all known history, had encyclopedic knowledge of cultures and customs across Creation, and instructions on how to perform a wide variety of useful tasks. It was intended as a primer for children, and widely distributed to those who followed the philosophy of preparedness espoused by Woodchuck the Younger. New versions were periodically produced over the centuries, right until the end of the First Age.
The First Age Night Caste Narat was seen only when she wished to be seen and heard only when silence itself chose to make no noise. Adding to her considerable personal talents was the miraculous suit she wore night and day; so inseparable was she from this wrapping that it was jokingly refered to as her shadow. She took the comment to heart, and had her Circlemate forge Narat's shadow into the fabric of the suit, completing its magic.
The Heavenly Guardian Sash is a fine woven piece of cloth about eight feet long and five inches wide, with tightly hemmed edges. It is a rich dark blue in color, with razor-thin golden lines running down its length. The cloth is some unknown material of first-age manufacture, but it owes its cobalt color to having been dyed for five days in distilled essence of blue jade. The tiny lines exist because every 25th thread of those running along its length is actually a finely spun strand of orichalcum.
The origins of this spear are lost in the mists of history. References to it date back at least to the Primordial War, and some suspect that it may be even more ancient. It consists of a wooden shaft as long as a man is tall, oval in cross-section, flaring out into a broad blade at the end. Even though the blade itself is made of wood, it is ever as sharp as fresh-spun Fae glass. There is a bronze cross-piece mounted behind the blade, and the length of the shaft is inlaid with eldritch runes in bronze which spiral their way from blade to end. They are in no language known to scholars of the present day, and none alive know what they say.
The Iron Jang Bong is an ancient First Age staff crafted by a powerful Sidereal who is thought to have contributed to the development of Crane Style martial arts. It is a deceptively simple-looking weapon, consisting of a cold iron core two meters in length and five centimeters in diameter, covered by a thin layer of protective rust, and capped on both ends by 30 centimeter Starmetal jackets. To the unattuned, it weighs over 30 kilograms (nearly 70 pounds), but whomever it recognizes as master can twirl it effortlessly in one hand.