My Sword was sheathed on my Back. It was Steel, Black and 25 Inches long. The Blade was 18 Inches with a ravagous double-side for shearing through flesh. The Sheath came with it, some sort of carbon-denim. I had just bought the thing at the Princedom, it’s not been used other than the abdolute soul integrity I had weilding it before it was bought.

I looked Her about, as peer as I do, the Eyes for talk.