The Prismatic Blade

Publisher's blurb: You cautiously make your way along the ancient cobblestone paths through the old growth forests where the trees are covered in moss and the songs of birds have be heard all around. Ancient statues watch you, faces worn by the passing of time. At the edge of the cliff lies an ancient stone altar, it’s form holding a strange sword like you’ve never seen before, a large prismatic gem socketed into it’s hilt, shifting with colors as you approach.