So take the cliche possessed weapon and flip it on its head.
Like, a hilariously evil entity trapped inside an basically useless weapon.
Like, a cursed spork.
Hilariously evil entity trapped in a basically useless weapon, upset at not being able to cause proper mayhem or feed off pain and suffering
Hilariously evil entity trapped in a powerful cursed weapon once used by a master warrior; the entity is extremely annoyed to be in a museum case and the staff have to come by once a week and complain a little about their lives to feed it some suffering. The party steals it for use in a quest, but a century of chilling in a display case with regular feedings has made it lazy and now it doesn’t want to hurt people and just wants to be fed. You’ve domesticated a possessed sword, are you happy
Master tradesperson trapped in a beginner’s tools with the intention of teaching apprentices but is too easily frustrated and keeps yelling at them
Entity that claims to be a horrific evil spirit possessing a powerful weapon to feed off the suffering of its victims, but the weapon is useless and the entity is actually feeding off the annoyance of its wielder
Totally mundane object possessed by a totally mundane entity. Like a stapler allows the wielder to hear the voice of Kevin Leonards, an office supply store assistant manager that got trapped in it when a warlock cursed the store for running out of magenta toner
it never ceases to amaze me how ppl get life handed to them wrapped up in a pretty pink bow, and then convince themselves that they paid for it with sweat and blood
does anyone else just absolutely crave the gray, gloomy autumn weather where the sky is overcast and the air feels like rain, where you can sit in your windowsill with a cup of hot tea and candles burning, and the deep gray of the sky contrasts with the fiery orange and bright yellows of the trees? where the air smells like wet leaves and it’s cool outside, you can put on your favorite sweater and go for a walk in the light misting rain?
