Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151030221951/@comment-29559990-20151101132902

With that, Vordel ran up to his room and begin stuffing his bags and pockets full of miscellaneous items; ingots, rations, leather, working tools, a few busted weapons, and anything else he might need near a forge...

"It's a ceremonial weapon. You use it only for the bestest of friends. What you have to do is break it over their head until their heart stops beating from all the friendship."