My rave: All the descs and attacks of the new weapons that I could find:

Internal momentum and mass redistributers have been attached to the sides and end of this curious emerald instrument, allowing it to be held comfortably in one hand despite its rather massive size. A single handle with a button under the index finger has been placed under the central body of this blaster which elongates and gives way to three slender crystal rails. The emerald rails extend from the far end of the blaster to create a sort of triangular barrel between which small discharges of energy arc at irregular intervals. In the central body of this instrument, a large phase prism pulses with an unnerving darkness, seeming to hold the very essence of the Void itself. A good number of smaller crystals and conduits run along the side of the blaster, combined with several small displays, buttons and dials. From time to time, a small discharge of Void energy arcs from within the phase crystal towards the barrel, leaving no doubt that this instrument has primarily been designed as a weapon.

You look at an emerald temporal resonator that Prav is wielding:
Consisting of a strange combination of rings and straps, this temporal resonator has been designed to be attached snugly to the wrist and fingers like a complex emerald glove. On the back of the resonator, a strange emerald sticks out at the length of about a foot, splitting in two and vibrating violently as it gives off waves of temporal energy. At the base of the resonator, a small emerald screen displays vital information in a clear and concise way so that the temporal scientist can easily adjust the settings of the resonator in response to them.

You look at an amethyst aetheric amplifier that Morbo is wielding:
Crafted entirely from amethyst, this aetheric amplifier appears more like a work of art then an instrument of science. A long base with a comfortable handle shifts in elegantly twirling curls to end in a large receiver dish with a transmitter at its centre, the entirety sparkling dazzlingly with the energies running through it. Strange little blips emanate from the far end of the amplifier, a clear sign of the underlying processes at work. Several buttons and dials are attached to the other end of the amplifier, allowing the aetheric scientist to adjust the various setting of this beautiful instrument.
Morbo points an amethyst aetheric amplifier at you, which lets loose a cloud of sparkling motes that envelops you, scouring your flesh with tiny pinpick bursts of energy.

Constructed around a central handle, this emerald modulator is a very curious and complicated planar instrument. Several small screens display a variety of information to the wielder concerning the stability and configuration of the planes in the current location, as well as the options of alteration. Less easily noticed is a collection of dials and levers which may be manipulated with the wielder's thumb to provide information and commands to the three antennae which protrude from the front, small discharges of planar energy arcing between their slender emerald shapes.
You point an emerald dimensional modulator at Renthur, and a small rift opens up over his head. Sizzling blue energy leaps out of the rift and fries Renthur.

Wuylinfe proudly shows off a beryl domothean scalpel:
A slender beryl handle makes up the bulk of this rather uncomplicated scalpel, making this instrument by far the simplest in appearance of the harmonic instruments. In contrast to the simple handle, the blade which has been affixed to the top appears to have been crafted from pure silver-coloured light that shimmers and vibrates with barely-contained energy. Apparently fashioned from pure domothean energy, the blade seems capable of function far beyond simple cutting and slicing, though its precise abilities remain unclear from a close inspection.
Wuylinfe points a beryl domothean scalpel at you, which shoots out a tiny beam of white light that burns a perfectly symmetrical hole neatly in your torso.


I very much like...

I the homunculus!

With a torso the size of a child's and arms and legs of a comparable size, the homunculus' emaciated, naked form offers a stark contrast to the parts of his body associated with the five senses. Remarkably resembling a deformed human, this squat homunculus gazes about with a wide-eyed, attentive stare. Abnormally thick eyebrow ridges loom over his ocular cavities, themselves dwarfed in size by an unusually large, wide-nostrilled nose, set above a massive pair of lips, pressed together as if the creation were caught up in thought. Great ears rise out from his hairless head, while exaggerated hands with broad palms and massive digits are held off awkwardly at his sides, their girth wider than his legs are tall. Upon closer inspection of the facial features, the creature bears an unsettling likeness to Caerulo. He is called 'Curhurlo.'
A homunculus resembling a deformed human looks weak and feeble.
He weighs about 104 pounds.
He is loyal to Archprelate Caerulo, of the Shrouded Mysteries.

A homunculus resembling a deformed human says, "Hur hur."

An exotic and luxurious piece of goldsmithing, the Golden Belt of the Enlightened glistens with a fiery glow all of its own. Forged entirely of the rich, precious metal, a great multitude of wide, interlocking metal hoops form much of the belt\\'s circular body, their only decoration a long, serpentine and scaled tail that weaves through each of them as it makes its way from one side of the great, girdle-like buckle to the other. A radiant aura of fiery warmth envelops the whole of the belt, the gold surface itself reflecting the manifold tongues of licking flame of the Elemental Plane of Fire within its eternal gleam. The fore of the belt is a massive buckle, a great construct of luxuriant gold shaped into the glorious visage of the Guardian Drachou, his tail curling from the opposite side of the buckle to rest near his maw. Framing his draconic features are the exquisitely detailed butterfly wings of the Sacred Guardian, masterfully worked into the gold.
It weighs about 9 pounds.
It bears the distinctive mark of Archprelate Caerulo, of the Shrouded Mysteries.

You slip into the Golden Belt of the Enlightened.
As you place the Golden Belt of the Enlightened to your waist the serpentine form of the Guardian Drachou twists about to close tightly around you before settling.

The Golden Belt of the Enlightened falls away at Caerulo\\'s touch, the golden effigy of the Guardian Drachou shifting as if moving suddenly.

Motes of rubescent light shimmer across the Golden Belt of the Enlightened briefly, lending the effigy of the Guardian Drachou about Caerulo\\'s waist the appearance of dancing amongst flames.

You brush your fingertips across the face of the Golden Belt of the Enlightened, outlining the great maw of the Guardian Drachou. A swirl of prismatic flame and wild, chaotic light consumes your vision before turning into motes of prismatic fire, dissipating into the air, leaving you within the Chamber of Enlightenment.

Caerulo brushes his fingertips across the face of the Golden Belt of the Enlightened, which begins to glow with a fiery light. A sudden, swirling morass of flames erupts from the mouth of the drachou upon his belt and consumes him entirely.

The Chamber of Enlightenment.
Throughout the location, small dancing flames flicker and spark. A paradox in its own right, it takes the mind a moment to comprehend its surroundings. Countless stairwells and archways spread off in every direction, a chaotic mishmash of levels and floors colliding impossibly as one realizes the floor is not always down nor is the ceiling always up - they themselves have been lost in an impenetrable, swirling fog of wild, chaotic hues that linger between the steps and stairwells. Through the archways one can glimpse many places, though just as many offer a view of nothing more than the same chamber as the viewer - the only difference being the angle of view, few leaving the beholder rightside up but instead at a variety of angles, a fair few such pathways bound against entry by sandstone pillars yet offer impossible views into the viewer, their own form malleable and changed into what only they know to be inside of them.

I had one but my computer did its stupid 'refuse to wake up from sleep mode' thing and I lost it. Sorry.

This conglomeration of crystal ice sparkles in a stellar, starlike dendrite design. Six finely
sharpened edges elegantly branch from a diamond-esque centre and twirl inward to highlight the
fragility of this prismatic creation, ending in curves rather than points. Refracted light glitters
and reflects through the transparent ice to cast rainbows as the the snowflake twirls idly on its
axis, floating pleasantly on its own invisible cushion of air. Frozen dewdrops hang from its gilded
edges like twinkling jewels.
It is strangely weightless.

Ssaliss kneels down and plants the Snowflake of Snoefaasia in the rich, loamy soil. As he presses
the dirt over it the ground immediately begins to freeze, tendrils of ice and frost spreading out in
a wide radius. A small flurry of snow whips up before settling over the frozen ground in a large
clump, from which an icy blue stalk shoots up before forming a snow-white bud and then immediately
blossoms into an icy snoefaasia orchid.

Springing with vibrant life from a small clump of white snow, this orchid drapes gracefully to one
side. Its narrow stem gives way to a swelling bulb that boasts five elegant, pale-blue petals,
drooping somnolently away from the translucent stamen that they frame. Delicate layers of glittering
hoarfrost have just kissed the petals, accenting their natural beauty with a chill note of austerity.
It weighs 7 ounce(s).

A single, glistening snowflake drifts in on an ethereal breeze, spinning delicately in the air.
Several of the flake's branches begin to grow, expanding rapidly before melting, swirling and
freezing into the form of a wintry snoefaasia.

A tall, ethereal creature of ice and snow, the snoefaasia takes on the form of a slender woman
enveloped in a chill, icy breeze. Snow-white hair pours from her scalp and is pulled back and up,
artfully decorated with bindings woven of pure snow and interlaced with decorative jewels of cut ice.
Her flawless skin is as soft as fresh-fallen powder and the chill blue shade of translucent ice,
lending her an alluring, frosty beauty. Her eyes are slanted slightly, drawn back at the corners,
with deep, icy blue irises and snow-white pupils enveloped in a much softer shade of blue. Dressed
in great lengths of silk that drape about her in an exotic arrangement, the material sharing the
same shade of white as her pupils, her chest rises and falls with each slow, chilly breath, frost
forming on her pale blue lips and in the air before them.
A wintry snoefaasia seems to be unafraid.
She weighs about 31 pounds.

A warm, rosy pallor suffuses the smooth, unblemished skin of this strikingly
handsome gentleman, granting him a hale aura of vitality and health. Tousled
locks of midnight-black hair frame his face in sable featherings, ghosting about
defined cheekbones, an aquiline nose, and a decidedly amused smirk. Amber eyes,
constantly half-lidded as though disinterested in their surroundings, twinkle
with some private merriment. A loose, comfortable white shirt adorns his wide
shoulders, stiff collar rising in an incomplete circle about his neck while a
neat row of pearl buttons has been left partially untended, revealing the hollow
of his neck and perhaps a bit more of his torso than one could deem appropriate.
Elegant, light trousers of the same albescent hue cover the lower portion of his
frame; electing to walk barefoot, this man positively exhibits a lifestyle of
ease and comfort.

Looks more like Yue to me

Rising up on twisting currents of frosty wind, a wintry snoefaasia inhales sharply, her eyes glowing an icy blue. Exhaling, she releases a howling, screaming storm that swirls about in a flurry of snow that rapidly expands, carrying her skyward.
Small flakes of snow float down from the sky before a strong wind whips up and unnaturally quickly a blizzard forms in the air around you, the whirling snow completely obscuring everything.