Best Enshrouded Two-handed Greatswords

Miscreants, brutes, and evil doers of the past would often wield similar blades. Perhaps this weapon was forged in the shadows of a back alley and changed hands on the black market.

A weapon born from the amalgamation of bones, earth, and liquid fire. As your eyes travel across it, the mess of cartilage and moss at the hilt gives way to a light-swallowing obsidian blade.

The great Fell Thunderbrute Greatsword - shrunken for your convenience.

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A voice reverberates through your bone marrow each time you grip the greatsword's handle. <i>"King of fools, hear your fate foretold: Your skull shall shatter, and from within the hollow dome, you will gaze up through eyes rolled inwards at your soul; an incandescent fountain, spouting from the cracks."</i>

You hear a faint whisper in the back of your head; unified in word, but spoken from a dozen tongues. A ghostly choir pleads with you. <i>"Descending these dungeons is a fool's errand, can't you see? Turn back while you still can."</i>

An azure gem, curved guard, and gold-patterned edge embellish this sword. All in all, it is both beautiful and deadly.

Ace your enemy, one on one, and prove your domination once and for all.

Before the fall, many guards and knights of Embervale would brandish swords such as these. Perhaps their spirit lives on through your fighteous strikes.

Lord Vorgoth's once-trusted blade was discarded before the war and replaced by a weapon more befitting of vile acts. It still clings to a semblance of sanity and light, shining brightly in the dark like the North Star.

Sharp extensions jut out from the blade's periphery: an assortment of stingers, sharpened flint, and horns. A strike from this jagged edge will rip and tear almost anything.

An iron core lies hidden inside the blade's casing, peeking out from the silver curtains on the blade's flat.

You see it before your inner eyes: A giant, submerged in the deep ocean blue, controlling the tides with each laboring, drawn-out exhale. The depths are calling. Will you answer?

No matter how dire the night may be, with the rising sun comes sweet morning dew.

A hollow shape, empty as the night sky on a new moon, adorns this weapon's hand guard. The blade has been dirtied, but refuses to shed its silvery sheen.

The embellishments on this sword seem inspired by eastern craftsmanship, but the choice of material betrays the maker's origin. This weapon was most likely forged by a well-traveled blacksmith or commissioned by an aristocrat.

A noble sabre that impresses with its golden glow and broad blade. Perhaps the former owner was compensating for something.

Girdles and cloth wrap tightly around the hilt, proposing the story of an unlikely protector having to adjust the grip on the weapon spontaneously.

An old greatsword that's begun to decay. The steel's purity has been stripped away by rust.

A broken blade, retrieved from the rubble and ash of the old world. It may still cause significant damage when in the wrong hands.

The edges of this blade are indented and therefore resemble cuts made by razor-sharp fins or rows of shark teeth.

Once upon a time, Orpheus, a dark dragon, descended from the mountains to wreak havoc on the people's crops. Determined, the farmers laid down their scythes to join in the righteous crusade against the creature, forcing it to retreat with but one blow. While their names were forgotten, their fabled blades served as inspiration for many blacksmith apprentices.

Here, you can see howling wolves, and the ties that bind them to the moon above — all depicted in allegory through simple design choices.

Every rose has thorns - and sometimes, nature can serve as inspiration for weaponry and design!