Holy Hammers

I awoke with the intention of going to hear Kellen Cryptbane’s tale about his holy battle hammer Godfist Warhammer. As an extra incentive the event was being held in the Shieldwall guildhall so there was a good chance I would be able to say hello to Sorynn and no doubt the fable teller would be there as well.

Kellen told a good story about his origins and the extraordinary circumstances that led to his eventual visit to the temple and induction into cleric-hood. The hammer he now carries a fine reminder of how aiding the Gods can lead to tangible as well as the mental rewards.

That sent my mind wandering back into now distant memories. The Holy Battle Hammer always seemed the proudest weapon of the Clerics arsenal, something very different to the array of daggers and swords available to the other professions. Sylent One upgraded my own hammer for me so it was both faster than usual although the golden age machine that would have allowed a scroll to reduce its considerable weight had not yet been discovered.

Despite my wandering memory it annoys me I cannot remember what Sylent One named it or who I passed it too when I upgraded to Radiant Slayer which is still in my bank.