Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170611015924/@comment-25828117-20170611201503

Ollie placed his adolescent fingers on the sheath and held it vertically. Carefully he wrapped his other hand around the hilt and slowly pulled it out, revealing a shiny blide that glistened in the moonlight.

"wow..." the young boy vocalized. Seeming infatuated with it. He handled it as if it were Morrowind Porcelain, not meant for what it was designed to do.