[ Watch him being not exactly forward about how the sword belongs to him, but also kind of relieved that he gets to talk about the one he knows the most. The other two belonged to Diarmuid and that loss might be that too fresh.

He takes the sword out of its sheath with studied ease. A detail someone with keen eye might notice, is that while all three clearly share the place of origin, the type of designs on the sword Caster holds seems to be older by few centuries ]

Cruaidín Catutchenn, legends say it shone brightly during the night, like a torch. Some would say it is the very same sword of light that was one of four Tuatha Dé Danann treasures. [ He moves it from hand to hand in a studied move- he might not have been born ambidextrous, but his teacher made sure he could use any of his weapons in either hand. The prism effects repeats, and there is indeed something like a glow to the blade ] I don't think so- unlikely that a god-king would lend his prized sword to a mortal, even one half-divine. But I wouldn't be surprised if that particular sword served as inspiration for this one

[ Sure he can tell a story, but that's when he realizes he failed to do one thing- ]

Ah, hey, I haven't got your name, if you don't mind.