The edge is nicked a nail's width, right in the middle. I've put a supper on the line for it, so whether someone sharpens through the night or goes hungry is their own affair.

• TorketLeaving the jarl's axe at just anyone's knee, that habit's going to cost someone someday.
  BrynjaIt's my axe. Wherever I set it down, that's my reckoning.
• HalfridaA whetstone's gone missing from the storehouse count. Shall I put it on the jarl's tab?
  BrynjaPut it there. The chip is mine to pay for.