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Snorri whispers something in the boy's ear for a long time, and finally, the boy quickly nods and rushes out of the room. Less than a minute passes before he bursts back in... with the key to the chest standing next to the old blacksmith.
The old man grunts as he opens the creaking lid and silently takes out a Carolingian sword. It has no decorations, a simple leather handle, and a slightly curved crossguard. Only the mark on the blade – a snarling wolf's maw – indicates its true value. The last blade of the great master Snorri. The blacksmith silently hands it to you.