Staff, artifact (requires attunement)
After the war, I hated myself for what I had done. So much destruction, so much death, and for what? Insignificant gains on behalf of those too blinded by their greed to discern right from wrong. When I could no longer bear it, I fled in the night, swearing to do good unto this world. In my dreams, I saw a great stag; its horns gilded and mighty. With the morning sun I awoke to this staff between my arms, and to this day I still have yet to find an explanation.
- Archmage Magnus Cadbury, Major General of the Northern Armies