Re: [4e FR] The Five of the Realm - IC
The barbarian quietly unsheathed his massive blade, spinning in in his hand. It was an impressive weapon, both in size and in make. It's uniform black colour made it seem almost as if it was carved out of a single obsidian shard, and perhaps it has been, but the magic imbued within is did not manifest in flames or ice or lightning as some seemed to prefer. Save for the faint hint of blue along its razor edge, it could almost be described as unremarkable.
The weight of the weapon felt comfortable in Kadaith's hands. It may not help them much against the enemies they would soon face, but simply holding the blade with which he has carved out his place in this world was reassuring.
Do you want this dollar
Yes Sir, I do
Then sever your arm, and you can have the dollar
No Sir, I cannot live without my arm
Then remove a finger, and you can have the dollar
No Sir, my finger is dearer than the dollar
Then cry me a cup of tears, and you can have the dollar
No Sir, I cannot cry. Not for a dollar
Then shoot the man yonder, and you can have the dollar
Yes Sir, if I can have the dollar
Last edited by Silver Coin : 09-28-2012 at 09:24 AM.