Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180318192223/@comment-7262318-20180320224619

"No! No... I mean, they tried to rob me, and I slashed them up... Might not have died, though... I don't know, I won the fight," Alvoran insisted

"Uh-huh," Marr smirked amusedly.

"Can I see that sword of yours?

"Sure..." Alvoran said, handing over the sword.

The sword, from what Marr could see, was expertly crafted. Steel sharpened to split the softest hair, and a ornate hilt that had a carving of some kind of animal in a Nordic style. There were a few droplets of bloodstains at the tip of the sword...