and those assembled on the battlefield beheld the unsheathing of Emerald Weeper, fairest among the weapons forged on the dream-anvil of the troll princess. four feet of silver-black metal that flashed green as spring forests when it caught the sun, tempered as it was in the venomous blood of the trollmaiden for whom it had been forged. where it struck iron, there iron rusted; where it struck flesh, there flesh withered; where it drew blood, there blood sickened.