aricofdacia

I've had a few weeks to relax and get used to my new "owner" so I thought I'd see about once again detailing my history. With this sea captain headed to the "New World", I got the opportunity to discover a great many things about the world. Our vessel came upon a number of other vessels, several of which involved cannons and general fighting. My captain's arm was strong enough that he surely would have broken a lesser sword, but I was strong and sharp enough that very little stood in our way. Strangely enough though, he took great care in keeping me in the best appearance he could manage. While I had been meant as a dress weapon, he found me

Well I'm back, logging another entry. I've got an owner now, but first a little bit more of my history. After I got abandoned as a "cursed" sword, I ended up falling asleep and waking up in the hands of some (what would modernly be called) Turkish royal. Not the soldierly type of royal either, so I ended up in a room with a bunch of other treasure where I got to figure out what I was and what I could do for about 250 or so years. It more or less sucked in retrospect, being alone all the time. Eventually I got swiped by a Guard Captain and when he had to leave the territory, I made sure I was in his saddlebags. From there I ended up in Italy

Hi there. I'm a demon. Or at least that's what I keep being told I am. I don't actually know what I am on the scale of demons and angels. All I can tell you is that I've been alive a long time and gotten into a lot of sticky situations because of it. It might also help you to know that I'm an inanimate-style shape-shifter so that you don't go trying to paint me up as some hellion or winged being strolling around NYC. Let's just say that I'm usually something inconspicuous. Why am I inconspicuous? It gives me a chance to get to know people before I let them know that I'm there. Why do I keep being told I'm a demon? Well, that's a bit of a l