[WFRP] The Bloody Crown XII

[LCP]

Sieghard, Urgrim & Elsa

"No shortage of self-confidence, then, at least."

Skorgrund sat for a little while in silence.

"As far I see, you have no right to it," he said at last. "You took it from another manling's tomb, which some might call grave robbing. You have no ancestral claim. You kept it from us with no idea of its history." He brought himself up short with an exasperated sigh, as if he wished he could continue. "But... this fight is what it was made for. I'm sure that old manling king wouldn't want it gathering dust while his enemy was breathing the free air again."

He tapped the table hard with one gnarled finger. "It mustn't leave the Reaches. When this is over, you'll bring it to the Dwimmulhold. But until the Black Hound has been put back in his grave, on behalf of Clan Dwimmulson, I'm prepared to allow you to keep it." The craggy eyebrow crept up again. "Provisionally."