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A hatchet caked in black blood
The rest were toilers, without armor save for shirts of toughened leather, but they were brawny stalwarts, and skilled in the use of their hunting bows, woodsmen's axes, and boar-spears. - The Black Stranger
One need only see the smoke curling from the chimneys of hamlets across the Thurian continent to understand the ubiquity of the humble hatchet.
The blood caked onto the obsidian edge has etched and hardened this tool.