Railroad Hammer

Railroads forged progress across the frontier. But the march of time is molded and shaped; forged by the Railroad Hammers themselves forged by powerful architects. Defiance of that manufactured progress can be built by those same tools, reclaimed by those who truly forge.

This Railroad Hammer is designed to be splattered with brains and painted with blood. It is to be held high over the dead as they are mocked for their filth. Not built for menial labor, but as a perfect weapon for the vain and vainglorious.

A demented Hunter whistled as he strolled along train tracks at midnight. He swung his Railroad Hammer along to the sinister tune, daydreaming about the meat he’d soften with it. Meat of Hunters. Meat of monsters. All would be prepared for Corruption to consume.

Wield this elegant railroad hammer with purpose, for you never know if the lion’s verdict for you will be damnation or redemption.

Sister Tabitha believes that those who are lost simply need correcting with a heavy hand. This Railroad Hammer strengthens hers. Even the most dedicated of Corruption’s twisted disciples will fall to their knees under the divine power of its bone-crushing blessings.