Raril curses and draws, not his main blades, but a dagger from his boot. An angry cry sounds, not from the drow, but from the blade. He lunges forward, feinting and dropping low to get inside the dead elf's reach. As he steps close, a flash of silver white light erupts from a silver studded belt on his waist, revealing the drow. The blade itself, an intelligent item, glows silver and hold an absolute hatred for undead.

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The blade allows critical hits and such on undead, and thanks to the belt is considered silvered. The belt in addition to granting the silver property to all of his weapons has a Daylight Spell like effect, for vampires and the like.