Lordy approached it. The one item he had forgotten this whole journey now lay before him. The item which may have saved his life, which may have carried half his burden along with it. A sword stood before Lordy.
Carefully, Lordy crept closer. Ever cautious to carry his calamity towards the cold he caressed it’s quillion in the shape of a C.
He was ready.
And thus, The Hero Scott-Jackie Lordy was born.