Message:Forged from metal collected from falling meteors, but only those on which barren maidens made wishes to bless their sister's children. The stones were melted using wolfhound gas, expelled by the digestion of table scraps proffered at noble feasts. The bellows were filled with a laughter of victorious warriors. The knife was quenched in a bath of tears collected drop by purloined drop from octogenarian weddings. From this good hope a device of murder was crafted. The weapon always kills and can not be countered nor anticipated. The dagger's only limitation is that the victim must have at some time affirmed friendship to the assassin, even if that vow was made and then discarded or forgotten.
Yours,
IronRed
22-Mar-2023