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Each relic you see here has been shaped by fire, ink, and time. These are the pieces that carry the memory of craft and the weight of story — forged not by hands alone, but by devotion.
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Every relic begins with a spark. If you carry a vision — a shape, a story, a sacred purpose — I will carve it from ash and oath. Whether it's a pen, a board, or something stranger, the forge is open.
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$110
A hand-turned relic in Bog Oak & Gold
Forged in shadow and shaped by time, The Vessel is not merely a pen — it is a conduit. Hewn from 5,000-year-old Bog Oak, each line etched into its grain speaks of eras long buried. The hardware, a polished antique gold, gleams with solemn warmth, lending an air of reverence to every word it commits to page.
Hand-turned and sealed in a high-gloss friction wax finish, its shape is as distinctive as it is deliberate — contoured for comfort, but whispering of relics passed hand-to-hand in ages gone. Whether resting in your palm or poised above parchment, The Vessel carries the weight of story, craft, and intention.
Wood: Ancient Bog Oak
Hardware: Polished Gold
Finish: Gloss Friction Wax
Style: One-of-one artisan form
Name: The Vessel — a channel between mind and material
✦ Crafted by Two Token Woodworking
✦ A forge of sawdust and shadows
$65
The Atlantic
A Sleep-Forged Relic
From depths where blue light drifts over the bones of forgotten prayers, The Atlantic rises — a vessel carved in midnight and memory. Inspired by the tides of Sleep Token’s “Atlantic,” this relic evokes the solemn beauty of bodies buried underwater, temples crumbled into silt, and the quiet ache of trying not to feel.
Its body, hand-turned in hypnotic oceanic acrylic, captures the swirl of dreams and salt, ice and regret — eyes like frozen planets cast in resin. The shape flows like a wave breaking against stone — worn, softened, and dangerous beneath the surface.
Fitted with a satin nickel hardware kit, this piece balances the cold edge of steel with the depth of abyssal blues. A pen not simply meant to write, but to weather, to flood, to bandage. A pen for those who understand the weight of sleep.
Crafted by Two Token Woodworking — A forge of sawdust and shadows
$75
The Mirefang
A Relic of Bone and Bogs
Unearthed from the drowned places — where time runs thick as tar and memory clings to root and bone — The Mirefang emerges.
Its form is hewn from ancient Bog Oak, a wood that has slumbered beneath centuries of silence, blackened by decay and pressure into something eternal. Paired with the gleam of imitation buffalo horn, it evokes the fang of some primordial beast — fossilized and sharpened by myth.
Bound in silver hardware, this relic gleams with cold purpose. It is a writing tool for the lorekeeper, the oath-maker, the artisan who shapes memory with ink and resolve.
Crafted by Two Token Woodworking — A forge of sawdust and shadows
$95
The Stargrave
A Relic of Sky and Silence
From the ashes of cosmic violence and the stillness of ancient earth, The Stargrave was born — a vessel carved from contradiction. Its body, turned from the bold, violet grain of Purpleheart, pulses with color as if stained by distant nebulae.
Inlaid with a fragment of meteorite, this relic carries not just the look of the stars — but their touch. What once hurtled through the heavens now rests beneath your fingers, frozen in time and buried in wood.
Finished in black chrome hardware, this pen balances shadow and shine — a eulogy to what has fallen, and a shrine to what endures.
Not merely written — this relic is etched across timelines, the kind of artifact found sealed in forgotten tombs or clasped in the hand of a skywatcher long gone.
Crafted by Two Token Woodworking — A forge of sawdust and shadows
$75
Rootwake
A Relic of Buried Memory
Forged from Figured Claro Walnut, whose grain ripples like echoes through loam, Rootwake emerges — not shaped, but revealed. This is no ordinary pen, but the hushed retelling of something old beneath the forest floor. The darkness in its heart, streaked with warmth, suggests both decay and endurance.
Fitted with a black enamel hardware kit, the piece feels bound — like a blade sealed in shadow, or a secret pressed between roots. Every turn of its form reflects movement through undergrowth and silence, as though the pen remembers every season it once slept through.
This is a relic of the deepwood — for those who write not only with ink, but with weight.
Crafted by Two Token Woodworking — A forge of sawdust and shadows
$90
The Signet
A Relic of Crown and Closure
Turned from regal Kingwood, whose violet-streaked grain once graced the cabinets of kings, The Signet bears the gravity of decisions not easily undone. Its lines are bold, its presence unmistakable — not made for drafting, but for declaring.
Fitted with an Executive hardware kit in gold and black, this piece gleams with the finality of ceremony — a tool not for writing, but for marking. Every component speaks of ritual: the balance, the tone, the way it catches light like a blade held still.
The Signet is a pen of thresholds. It belongs in the hand of the one who says “this ends here.”
Crafted by Two Token Woodworking — A forge of sawdust and shadows
$75
Embermark
A Relic of Flame and Function
Forged in the red heat of purpose, Embermark bears the signature of fire — not in spark, but in what remains. Turned from deep, vivid Bloodwood, this pen holds the color of smoldering coals and quiet resolve. Every grain speaks of something burned away, something endured.
It’s paired with a knurled burnt bronze EDC hardware kit, built for grip, wear, and survival. This is not a pen for ceremony. It is a tool for days that demand more — a companion for those who write between scars.
Whether kept in pocket, pack, or palm, Embermark is made to carry. Made to last.
Crafted by Two Token Woodworking — A forge of sawdust and shadows
$65
Hollowlace
A Relic of Quiet Decay
Turned from softly patterned spalted maple, Hollowlace is a relic of delicate contradictions. Its grain weaves like hand-stitched thread across pale wood — veins of time, trails of quiet rot, telling a story too soft for shouting.
Fitted with a gold and black hardware kit, it bears the grace of something ceremonial — not to be wielded, but offered. This is no war-forged relic. It is a whisper passed down. A vow written in candlelight. A name scratched into stone.
Hollowlace is weightless in the hand, but heavy with memory — the kind of tool that writes truths, not commands.
Crafted by Two Token Woodworking — A forge of sawdust and shadows
$195
Oathslab
A Relic of Edge and Ritual
Forged from end grain Black Walnut and Spalted Maple, Oathslab bears the marks of time and pressure — swirls like tree rings echoing through storms, and the jagged ghosts of decay immortalized in grain. Each segment is a fracture of nature’s own script, bound together in ceremony.
Its rounded top edge invites the hand, while the chamfered underside and lift grooves whisper of thoughtful craftsmanship — a board meant not only to be used, but respected. Whether cradling the weight of a cleaver or the precision of a paring knife, Oathslab answers without hesitation.
This is more than a surface. It is a memory keeper. A proving ground.
And beneath its polished calm, it still remembers the first cut.
Crafted by Two Token Woodworking — A forge of sawdust and shadows
FOOD SAFE FINISH
$135
Spectralhewn
A Relic of Watch and Rite
Beneath the blade, the grain does not yield — it watches.
Spectralhewn is a relic born of fractured prism and pressure. Hewn from end-grain Rainbow Poplar, its surface ripples with haunted color — sickly greens, ethereal purples, sun-touched golds — as if caught between a stained-glass cathedral and the twilight beyond it. But look beneath… and you’ll find the guardians.
At each corner rest feet of iron — gargoyles frozen in vigil. They do not move, yet they see. They do not breathe, yet they hold the board aloft like a sacred altar. Together, board and beasts stand ready for rite and ritual — where flesh meets steel, and memory is prepared. Food Safe Finish.
Dimensions: 7¾″ × 16″ × 1.5″
Wood: End-grain Rainbow Poplar
Feet: Cast Iron Gargoyles
Crafted by Two Token Woodworking — A forge of sawdust and shadows
FOOD SAFE FINISH
$185
Threadwrit
A Relic of Quiet Tension
Not all fate is loud. Some stories begin with a single thread — quiet, curved, deliberate.
Threadwrit is such a relic. Hewn from black walnut deep as midnight, its surface carries a single inlay of white oak — not straight, but bent like intention. It weaves quietly across the board like a prophecy, half-hidden, wholly present. The contrast is not decorative. It is symbolic. A reminder that one decision, one cut, one strand… may carry weight beyond reckoning.
Dimensions: 25.4″ × 12.25″ × 1.5″
Wood: Black Walnut with White Oak Inlay
Crafted by Two Token Woodworking — A forge of sawdust and shadows
$145
Strandsworn
A Relic of Diverging Paths
Where one thread weaves, others follow — each crossing like breath over embers.
Strandsworn is born from multiplicity — a relic shaped not by one fate, but by many. Carved from black walnut and crossed by several inlays of white oak, its surface tells a story too vast for ink alone. The paths curve and bend, parallel yet personal — each strand a choice, a chapter, a ghost of what could have been.
Dimensions: 26.5″ × 7.5″ × 1″
Wood: Black Walnut with White Oak Inlays
Crafted by Two Token Woodworking — A forge of sawdust and shadows
$125
Knightsthorn
A Relic of Blade and Offering
Wrought from walnut and veined with royalwood, Knightsthorn is no blade of blood — but of bread, of salt, of gathering. Shaped in the image of a sword and honed by hand, it once hung beneath the hearthstones of a hidden table, where no vow was spoken aloud — only broken and shared like loaves.
Its grip bears the weight of warmth and warning both. Though it draws no edge, its form guards the sacred rites of the feast — and those who keep them.
Dimensions: 7″ × 15″ × ¾″
Wood: Black Walnut with Purpleheart inlay
Style: Sword-hilt serving board
Finish: Food-safe oil and wax
Dimensions: 7″ × 15″ × ¾″
Wood: Black Walnut with Purpleheart Inlay
Crafted by Two Token Woodworking — A forge of sawdust and shadows
$115
Sanctumbrace
A Relic of Windowed Stillness
Carved from black walnut and streaked with a single vein of royal Purpleheart, Sanctumbrace bears the form of a gothic window — its handle arching like the top of a forgotten reliquary. It is a board that doesn’t serve, but sanctifies.
The grain flows like candlelight over stone, and the inlay stands as a single illuminated vow — a quiet promise of intention. Whether used in ceremony or shared in feast, Sanctumbrace holds presence.
Dimensions: 14.5″ × 8″ × ¾″
Wood: Black Walnut with Purpleheart Inlay
Crafted by Two Token Woodworking — A forge of sawdust and shadows
$95
From the deepest vaults of nightwood and alchemy, Blackspire rises — a relic carved from obsidian-hued ebony, its form veiled in solemn elegance. The 24-karat accents gleam like royal sigils once fastened to ancient armor, a whisper of forgotten dynasties and lost crowns. Its body is slender but resolute — a tool for the hand of one who records not just thoughts, but intentions.
This is no mere pen. It is a spire forged in silence, destined to pierce the veil between word and will.
$80
In the heart of a shifting jungle, beneath roots twisted like fate itself, Sableturn was born. Its body—Goncalo Alves—glows with the warmth of amber dusk, streaked like clawmarks from some forgotten beast. The satin-black hourglass hardware hums with quiet purpose, counting out the seconds like a pact.
Every rotation sets the sands in motion. Every twist becomes a vow. This pen doesn’t just write—it marks time, for those who understand that a minute can change everything.
$105
Scorched beneath a relentless sun and tempered by time itself, Sunwrought emerges from the arid silence of the ancient dunes. Carved from Desert Ironwood—dense, flame-grained, and defiant—it bears the soul of endurance. The 24k gold glimmers like firelight across sandstone, echoing lost temples and buried cities.
This pen was not simply made. It was unearthed — a relic of resilience, meant for hands that endure and minds that illuminate.
$110
Nightbarb is forged not in flame, but in silence — the kind found between stars and steel. Ebony, dark as a moonless sky, forms its frame; its weight speaks of solemn purpose. The titanium bolt-action gleams like a blade freshly drawn, swift and precise.
This is a pen for tacticians, for the keepers of secret truths and sharp intentions. A relic for those who know that shadows don’t whisper — they strike.
$85
Once pale and unremarkable, this wood was claimed by fire — but not just any flame. Ashfang was blackened in the exhale of a wyrm, its grain scorched into runes only the brave can read. Gold glints at either end like molten treasure spared from ruin, while black trim coils around it like the beast’s own talons.
To wield this pen is to touch a relic born of ash and myth — a coal that never stopped burning.
$90
Whispersteel is a contradiction bound in form — the heart of a dreamer sealed in the spine of a blade. Rainbow poplar dances with gentle hues like drifting fog through dawnlit glades, but the titanium frame hums with purpose — silent, strong, unbending.
This is the pen of one who sees beauty where others see war, who speaks softly but carves deeply. It does not shout. It does not boast. It simply endures — and leaves its mark.
$100
Borne of ancient groves where peace was once prayed into the bark, Vowroot is a relic of solemnity and strength. Its olive wood body is soft to the touch, yet marbled with resilience — a witness to countless seasons. The sculpted hardware bears sacred knotwork, like the rings of an unbroken oath.
This is the pen of scribes who craft pacts, covenants, and truths that do not fade. It is a quill of legacy — offered not to the loudest hand, but the most steadfast.
$85
Carved not from wood, but from echo and essence, Goldhorn is a relic of wild intellect. Its body shimmers like sunlit amber—fluid, fiery, unyielding—while 24k gold anchors its presence like the crown of a royal beast. Though it bears no ink, it is no less a weapon. It writes in erasable prophecy, whispering ideas before they are born.
Crafted for those who draw plans, sketch spells, and draft destinies. This is the horn of creation — gripped by makers, wielded by visionaries.
$95
Turned from rosewood dark as dried flame, Bloodcoil bears the look of a relic carved from spine and spell. Its grooved form fits the hand like a war-etched talisman, and the 24k gold accents gleam with ritual precision.
Crafted for the bold, for the ones who press deeper when others falter. This pen channels focus, grit, and the kind of words that reshape the room. It does not charm—it compels.
$115
Gravequill is a relic of arcane discipline — a pen meant for script etched in permanence. Ebony forms its hushed silhouette, deep as mourning cloth, while titanium sings in silver undertones, unmoved by time. Its magnetic cap seals the nib like a vault, whispering: Not all words should be released.
This is the tool of record-keepers, death-wardens, and spellwrights. It does not write for the living alone — but for memory, legacy, and myth.
$125
Buried for thousands of years in the murk of forgotten wetlands, Mirewrit was not carved — it was unearthed. Its form, shaped from bog oak blackened by time and pressure, bears the gravity of epochs. Titanium glimmers against the wood like cold moonlight on still water — a contrast of elemental endurance.
To hold it is to grip the past itself. This relic is for chroniclers, archivists, and those who know that the deepest truths lie beneath the surface.
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