Boo!

“Much, much bigger!” He explained, something akin to worry entering his tone as he thought of the size of that beast. He almost would have thought it had been a dream, but he still remembered the heat of the lava. The whole ordeal had been terrifying. But it also had been rewarding. It had felt like he was on a quest, even if he didn’t really know what he achieved.

“No, silly. Windrunner is my sword. Made with Carpathius steel” he said with pride. He tugged on the hilt of his sword with his teeth, so part of the steel blade came free, catching in the sunlight as he did so.


"Ciaran Carpathius"