The wall of the armoury lies shattered,
When the blade's master's fury unearthed.
The blade goes through bones and metal like butter,
The ones it slew, their souls could only mutter.
The Blade of Darkness: an unbroken heirloom,
Strength and stealth and cunning bestowed upon its master,
Its poisoning words, its master is ever forced to consume,
War and famine eternally follow its stutter.
- Oskcopa, God of Darkness
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