Chapter 8: Establishing Quest
William Oh is so popular that he had to turn down dozens of heaving-bosomed young women who wished to join him on his very first quest. He refused them because he knew that only a few days in his presence would create a looming shadow in these young women’s minds that no other man could ever hope to measure up to.
He is not so cruel as to allow these gentle maidens to wither away the rest of their days with a William-shaped void in their hearts.
- Jason Salazar
“Can you put a lanyard on this?” Will asked, putting his new weapon on Leon’s countertop. Despite wanting to kill Kyle - Will wasn’t calling him Mr. Fontaine - on sight, the lanyard advice was sound. Especially for a guy with one hand.
“Is it a Relic?” Leon asked, inspecting the tomahawk. It had a straight, wooden handle slightly longer than his forearm, the grip was carved to resemble a rattlesnake’s tail, and the hammer on the backside had a cup with a hole that lead into the interior, while a decoration of a snake with an unhinged jaw formed the base of the blade. There were strange holes on the sides of the blade where it appeared there’d been fangs before they were torn out.
“I think so,” Will said, recalling the vaguely ominous light it’d been shedding earlier, when the maksu had been swinging it at him.
“Do you know what it does?” Leon asked.
“Nope.”
“Then yes, I can, but you probably don’t want me to drill any holes in this thing,” Leon mused, looking it over.