Champions Dagger Deepwoken <2026 Edition>

Kaelen took the dagger. This time, it felt heavier.

“Do you know why a Champion’s Dagger is short?” Theron asked.

Theron pushed off his sword and walked closer. He held out a gnarled hand. “Let me feel its weight.” champions dagger deepwoken

That night, Kaelen did not sleep. He sat in his rented room above the Drowned Spoils tavern, the dagger laid across his knees. He thought of the Depths—the endless dark, the whispers that peeled sanity like bark from a tree. He had gone down twice before. Both times, he had run.

A knock came at the door. Three raps. A pause. Two more. The signal. Kaelen took the dagger

“For close quarters. For the press of bodies.”

He ran his thumb along the flat of the blade. There, barely visible, were words etched in High Lumen: “I will not turn my back.” Theron pushed off his sword and walked closer

He opened the door. His crewmate, Mira, stood there, her face pale. “They found a fresh Deepgate. Right beneath the docks. A Dread Serpent’s been seen circling the entrance.”