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Skambha of Ilmarinen
A relic that makes a thing out of nothing. The form of it is lost to memory. A pillar, a tree, a drinking horn that never needs to be replenished, a star-compass, or perhaps a millstone or quern-stone that grinds flour. It is said that a ship sprang from the fire of the Sky-Being Ilmari's craft, after he had been blown away by the storm wind of Vanemuine.
