1. The Banestick, a cane of black metal forged by his own hands. Countless poisons are imbued in it, bringing pain, infection and eventual death to anyone and anything that comes in contact with the weapon, save for Ximruccilim.
2. The Baleblade, a...
Back a thousand years or mair,
When the land was lush and vert,
And full of freshness was the air,
A Saxon man was hunting hare.
This Saxon man was young and fair,
Strong and far too full of dare.
He leapt atop and rode his mare
Into the forest, free of care.
This forest’s look could hardly...
I boldly march into the room,
One swamped in dampness, dark and gloom.
Behind I drag thy quiv’ring form.
Upon it soon shall come the storm.
I fix thee with a flaming glare.
I flourish in the fear that’s there.
I slam the door, and lock us in.
Now retribution shall begin.
Into the wall I cast...
On nights when the rain falls, on nights when the snow falls,
On nights when the sky is clear,
Through each second of dark I wait in whole heart
For the one that I hold so dear.
She’ll have come by the dawn when I’m tired and worn,
Before loneliness kills all light,
To bring joy on my soul and...