Berserker's Steam Speargun of Fire

Berserker's Steam Speargun of Fire rests on a worn oak table, its barrel a burnished brass tube etched with flame-runed scrolls, the grip wrapped in leather worn thin by years of use, and a glass chamber that glows like smoldering coal when the room is quiet. Steam vents along the sides hiss in a steady rhythm, and rivets catch the light as if sparks trapped in a craftsman's pocket. The metal bears a patina of scorched copper where heat met steel, and a sigil of a snarling berserker is burned into the stock in charcoal-black relief. It feels ancient, lived-in, as though it had changed hands across campaigns. Lore says it was forged by Berserker guilds of the Iron Docks, built to channel rage into a single, molten thrust, and to remember a siege where the harbor burned like dawn. When you shoulder it, the weapon hums with a stubborn warmth, and the first shot sits on the air like a small sun, a spear of molten brass that cuts through shield and mail. In practice, its power rewards patience and timing: a well-placed long-range shot explodes on impact, while a closer burst of steam can crack armor and knock foes back. Many Berserkers learned to pace their shots, then unleash a second strike while enemies stagger. Its signature is the after-burn: a brief extension of flame that leaves a trail of heat on crowds, turning a skirmish into a blaze your allies can ride into their own strikes. The weapon fits a larger story—ambushes on cliff paths, siege defenses, and night raids where the glow of its chamber marks a path through smoke. Market life around the Saddlebag Exchange is part of its lore. Traders circle like gulls, and the price tag becomes a conversation: eight gold, sometimes seven, sometimes eleven when a captain asks about its pedigree. The chatter swirls with talk of sigils that lock into the stock and a rare rune that makes the weapon sing when the steam is hottest, a prize for those who prize ferocity and control. Yet prices drift with the tide, and the savvy buyer learns to time discounts, to respect the lore, and to barter for the cartridge that keeps the heat flowing. In that sense, the Berserker's Steam Speargun of Fire is more than a weapon; it is a waypoint in a larger journey—an heirloom that travels from hand to hand, leaving scorch marks and stories in its wake. With every misfired spark and patient recharge, it reminds us that a tool can be a storyteller as much as a blade. It embodies the fierce urge to strike first, to burn away fear, and to march forward through smoke toward an uncertain dawn. In the end, this spear gun is less about the damage it deals and more about the tale it tells—of crews who bartered, of sieges won and lost, and of a flame that travels through steam as easily as it travels through time. Its legend travels longer than any single battle.