"The sword carries within it a simple enchantment, brilliant energy. It wont care for any armor you might wear, nor shields. It passes through them like they were not there. In turn though it cannot harm something that is not alive, it cannot help you break down a door no matter how you might try. Worse, its useless against undead and golems and other constructs that are not truly alive, whether necrotic or alchemic in nature, or stranger creations. Its still remarkably rare enchantment because the smiths that used to forge it were thought long gone. Its a powerful blade, but twisted. Its a human-bane blade. I doubt a human could wield it." She narrowed her eyes at Gabriel. "And no human would make one that I know of."<br/><br/>Turning to regard the axe, she lifted it briefly. "Hmm, its keen, and it seems like someone's enchanted it to be vorpal. Very dangerous already in that, but its also made worse by the fact someone's enchanted the axe with speed. I'd say anyone holding this in their spare hand could make another go at a foe with it without trouble at all." She frowned. "Heavy enchantments, all of them. Orcs wouldn't have funds for this kind of things, not even for their warchief."<br/><br/>She lastly picked up the talisman, and dropped it in a trembling fashion grimacing. "Its.... God of Tyranny. The teeth are torn from tortured victims, and just touching that thing pains me. I think its broken, no longer carrying full charge, but I bet you that thing would make an evil person a lot more potent foe. And worse, the scale of torture needed to make one of those speaks of people tearing down an entire village as a mere -sacrifice- to make one." She looked at Gabriel.<br/><br/>"This is looking worse by the moment."