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Krughava

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Krughava - Mortal Sword Of the Grey Helms of the Perish, sworn to the Wolves of Winter

 

First to appear was a tall, broad-shouldered figure, black-cloaked.  Beneath the thick wool was a surcoat of blackened chain that glistened with oil.  The longsword at the left hip revealed a silver wolf’s-head pommel.

Keneb : She’s a damned giant -- even the women heavies in our army would hesitate facing this one.  

Krughava, iron-haired, was blue-eyed, her weathered face seamed with scars, yet the bones beneath her stern, angular features were robust and even (BH)

 

The length of blue iron sliding from the scabbard was etched from tip to hilt, two wolves stretched in full charge, every swirl of fur visible, their fangs polished brighter than all else, gleaming, the eyes blackened smears.  The artisanship was superb, yet that blade’s edge was notched and battered.  Its length gleamed with oil.(BH)

  

The Mortal Sword held the sword horizontally, against her own chest, and there was a formal rigidity to her words as she said,  “I am Krughava, Mortal Sword of the Grey Helms of the Perish, sworn to the Wolves of Winter.  In solemn acceptance, of all that shall soon come to pass, I pledge my army to your service, Adjunct Tavore Paran.  Our complement: thirty-one Thrones of War.  Thirteen thousand and seventy-nine brothers and sisters of the Order.  Before us, Adjunct Tavore, awaits the end of the world.  In the name of Togg and Fanderay, we shall fight until we die."