The Last Son
I was smiling with my finished product. The sword that I had spent about a week in creating was finally finished. I had sharpened the blade to a point where it could easily cut through my hardened skin. The red blade looked as though it were already bathed in blood. My smile showed my pearly whites that were larger than some of my kinds fingers. I growled with glee in the use of this blade. Maybe soon I could use it. I needed to find people to help me. and seeing as how I was completely alone on these worlds of the Silken asteroids.
I took a hold of the blade and swung it across the room, accidentally cutting one of the drapes that acted as a room divider in my little cave. Cutting the entire sheet in half it fell to the floor. it was sharp alright. It even cut into the durasteel door that I had. Embedding about nine inches into the metal. I yanked the blade back from the metal, and set out of my cave to maybe see if I could challenge the Val'kar Alpha, Therrion.
@[member="Vascious Relens"]
I took a hold of the blade and swung it across the room, accidentally cutting one of the drapes that acted as a room divider in my little cave. Cutting the entire sheet in half it fell to the floor. it was sharp alright. It even cut into the durasteel door that I had. Embedding about nine inches into the metal. I yanked the blade back from the metal, and set out of my cave to maybe see if I could challenge the Val'kar Alpha, Therrion.
@[member="Vascious Relens"]