”It's famous and it's very old,
my axe of wood and steel cold.
I sling it through the air, it sings
of dark and awful and bloody things.
It sometimes tells me what to do,
to go out and find one or two
alone, unloved, and worthless scum
and whisper, There's no place to run!
I smash it (crash!) and when it's hacked,
the flesh is mashed and bones all cracked.”
* Helmet by Kaminoan (Customized)
* Armor & pauldrons by BrickForge