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Verdant's Hallow

Verdant's Hallow

  • Saber Hilt: Sabertrio Reaver
  • Saber Configuration: Neo, Power Core Chassis System
  • Activation Switch: Neo Gold
  • Covertec Wheel: Brass
  • Neo Blade Plug: Brass Pin Brushed Silver Black
Read the lore of Verdant's Hallow

The Lore of Verdant's Hallow

"Look at this. Centuries out here... and there's not a scratch. Something in the Force just... wouldn't let it go.

The grief on this is heavy.

He's young. A trainee. But not a fighter, this one.

There's one place his mind keeps going back to. The lab on the Shattered Moon. They're building a navigation device to thread the Abyss. A way to his home... Tanalorr. For all of them, the younglings, everyone. A Knight dreamed it first. But he made it his own.

The sky... it turns dark.

Marauders. A fleet of them, straight out of hyperspace. He knows them the second they appear, and the horror that goes through him...

It's his. The thing he built to guide everyone here is what let them in. He's certain it's his fault, and that guilt is eating him alive. Not the fear.

He ignites the blade. Right here, by the water. But there's no end to them. Masks, no faces, just masks. He was never made for this. He's terrified, but he stays anyway.

Then he hears an order to fall back to the temple. He thinks it's a regroup. He thinks help's on the way.

No, something's wrong. No one's coming. It's an evacuation. They're destroying the devices, sealing the world shut. No counterattack. His home, left to burn. And it's his own Order doing it.

He just... stops. He's not leaving. This is his home. He'd rather burn with it. He puts himself between the enemy and the others so they can escape. The young ones. The ones who can't fight. He's buying them time.

And then the ground comes apart. Stone, fire, the world tipping sideways. The lightsaber leaves his hand. And that's where it goes quiet. That's where it ends.

No record. No name. The one thing that stayed behind was this lightsaber. It never had a name of its own. And the markings etched over the hilt... they resemble this place. So I'll give what remains a name at last, in his honor.

Verdant's Hallow.

He was no warrior, and he stayed anyway. I don't think he ever left. Whatever's kept this clean for centuries, it isn't the Force alone. Whatever the Abyss did to him after... it never touched this."

×

The Lore of Verdant's Hallow


"Look at this. Centuries out here... and there's not a scratch. Something in the Force just... wouldn't let it go.

The grief on this is heavy.

He's young. A trainee. But not a fighter, this one.

There's one place his mind keeps going back to. The lab on the Shattered Moon. They're building a navigation device to thread the Abyss. A way to his home... Tanalorr. For all of them, the younglings, everyone. A Knight dreamed it first. But he made it his own.

The sky... it turns dark.

Marauders. A fleet of them, straight out of hyperspace. He knows them the second they appear, and the horror that goes through him...

It's his. The thing he built to guide everyone here is what let them in. He's certain it's his fault, and that guilt is eating him alive. Not the fear.

He ignites the blade. Right here, by the water. But there's no end to them. Masks, no faces, just masks. He was never made for this. He's terrified, but he stays anyway.

Then he hears an order to fall back to the temple. He thinks it's a regroup. He thinks help's on the way.

No, something's wrong. No one's coming. It's an evacuation. They're destroying the devices, sealing the world shut. No counterattack. His home, left to burn. And it's his own Order doing it.

He just... stops. He's not leaving. This is his home. He'd rather burn with it. He puts himself between the enemy and the others so they can escape. The young ones. The ones who can't fight. He's buying them time.

And then the ground comes apart. Stone, fire, the world tipping sideways. The lightsaber leaves his hand. And that's where it goes quiet. That's where it ends.

No record. No name. The one thing that stayed behind was this lightsaber. It never had a name of its own. And the markings etched over the hilt... they resemble this place. So I'll give what remains a name at last, in his honor.

Verdant's Hallow.

He was no warrior, and he stayed anyway. I don't think he ever left. Whatever's kept this clean for centuries, it isn't the Force alone. Whatever the Abyss did to him after... it never touched this."



  • Lead time

    Ships within 10 working days.

    Shipping usually takes only 3 – 5 working days. Unless the DDP option (for USA only) is selected, any local taxes or import tariffs will be covered by the recipient.

  • What is in the box?
    • A fully assembled pre-customized saber hilt.
    • A chassis with battery & charger, IF included.
    • A Neo Blade in the selected length & grade, IF included.
    • All necessary hex keys.
    • Spare blade retention screws.
$168.00

Original: $480.00

-65%
Verdant's Hallow

$480.00

$168.00

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  • Saber Hilt: Sabertrio Reaver
  • Saber Configuration: Neo, Power Core Chassis System
  • Activation Switch: Neo Gold
  • Covertec Wheel: Brass
  • Neo Blade Plug: Brass Pin Brushed Silver Black
Read the lore of Verdant's Hallow

The Lore of Verdant's Hallow

"Look at this. Centuries out here... and there's not a scratch. Something in the Force just... wouldn't let it go.

The grief on this is heavy.

He's young. A trainee. But not a fighter, this one.

There's one place his mind keeps going back to. The lab on the Shattered Moon. They're building a navigation device to thread the Abyss. A way to his home... Tanalorr. For all of them, the younglings, everyone. A Knight dreamed it first. But he made it his own.

The sky... it turns dark.

Marauders. A fleet of them, straight out of hyperspace. He knows them the second they appear, and the horror that goes through him...

It's his. The thing he built to guide everyone here is what let them in. He's certain it's his fault, and that guilt is eating him alive. Not the fear.

He ignites the blade. Right here, by the water. But there's no end to them. Masks, no faces, just masks. He was never made for this. He's terrified, but he stays anyway.

Then he hears an order to fall back to the temple. He thinks it's a regroup. He thinks help's on the way.

No, something's wrong. No one's coming. It's an evacuation. They're destroying the devices, sealing the world shut. No counterattack. His home, left to burn. And it's his own Order doing it.

He just... stops. He's not leaving. This is his home. He'd rather burn with it. He puts himself between the enemy and the others so they can escape. The young ones. The ones who can't fight. He's buying them time.

And then the ground comes apart. Stone, fire, the world tipping sideways. The lightsaber leaves his hand. And that's where it goes quiet. That's where it ends.

No record. No name. The one thing that stayed behind was this lightsaber. It never had a name of its own. And the markings etched over the hilt... they resemble this place. So I'll give what remains a name at last, in his honor.

Verdant's Hallow.

He was no warrior, and he stayed anyway. I don't think he ever left. Whatever's kept this clean for centuries, it isn't the Force alone. Whatever the Abyss did to him after... it never touched this."

×

The Lore of Verdant's Hallow


"Look at this. Centuries out here... and there's not a scratch. Something in the Force just... wouldn't let it go.

The grief on this is heavy.

He's young. A trainee. But not a fighter, this one.

There's one place his mind keeps going back to. The lab on the Shattered Moon. They're building a navigation device to thread the Abyss. A way to his home... Tanalorr. For all of them, the younglings, everyone. A Knight dreamed it first. But he made it his own.

The sky... it turns dark.

Marauders. A fleet of them, straight out of hyperspace. He knows them the second they appear, and the horror that goes through him...

It's his. The thing he built to guide everyone here is what let them in. He's certain it's his fault, and that guilt is eating him alive. Not the fear.

He ignites the blade. Right here, by the water. But there's no end to them. Masks, no faces, just masks. He was never made for this. He's terrified, but he stays anyway.

Then he hears an order to fall back to the temple. He thinks it's a regroup. He thinks help's on the way.

No, something's wrong. No one's coming. It's an evacuation. They're destroying the devices, sealing the world shut. No counterattack. His home, left to burn. And it's his own Order doing it.

He just... stops. He's not leaving. This is his home. He'd rather burn with it. He puts himself between the enemy and the others so they can escape. The young ones. The ones who can't fight. He's buying them time.

And then the ground comes apart. Stone, fire, the world tipping sideways. The lightsaber leaves his hand. And that's where it goes quiet. That's where it ends.

No record. No name. The one thing that stayed behind was this lightsaber. It never had a name of its own. And the markings etched over the hilt... they resemble this place. So I'll give what remains a name at last, in his honor.

Verdant's Hallow.

He was no warrior, and he stayed anyway. I don't think he ever left. Whatever's kept this clean for centuries, it isn't the Force alone. Whatever the Abyss did to him after... it never touched this."



  • Lead time

    Ships within 10 working days.

    Shipping usually takes only 3 – 5 working days. Unless the DDP option (for USA only) is selected, any local taxes or import tariffs will be covered by the recipient.

  • What is in the box?
    • A fully assembled pre-customized saber hilt.
    • A chassis with battery & charger, IF included.
    • A Neo Blade in the selected length & grade, IF included.
    • All necessary hex keys.
    • Spare blade retention screws.