In the age before the Andals, when ironborn reavers still held sway over the Sunset Sea, a great kraken rose from the depths to challenge their dominion. Its tentacles shattered hulls and dragged crews to their doom until a daring captain struck a blow that severed one massive limb. As the kraken sank back into the abyss, the severed tentacle was retrieved and preserved through ancient rites, becoming a relic imbued with the primal essence of the northern waters.

The Ironborn Kraken appears as a massive tentacle, its ridged flesh turned to ironwood and its suckers transformed into runic patterns that glow with a ghostly bioluminescence. Frost rimes its surface, crackling with the chill of the northern sea. Holding this relic imbues its bearer with a deep attunement to the ebb and flow of winds and currents, granting preternatural skill in reading the paths of the elements.

The Ironborn Kraken does not directly influence events itself, but reveals unseen paths and opportunities to those worthy of wielding its power - those who embody the resilience and cunning of their ironborn ancestors.