Futshibambutshi wanted to be a hero, just like you. And one day, after his hero-graduation, the guild-master (who still had hair on his head) gave him the so long promised weapon : a iron longsword. When Futshibambutshi saw that sword he was like " This is a longsword ?? This is a f***ing smallsword !". The guild-master didn't liked that at all, and banished him from the guild. So Futshibambutshi decided to become a Sword maker. He became the best Sword maker in all Albion. Every King or Hero wanted to have a sword made by him. And one day, Futshibambutshi died, leaving his last weapon to the guild-master. He took it and kept it in his room until years after, a young boy, with the same blood than Futshibambutshi, came to the guild because he lost his family in a bandit-attack. The guild-master gave the sword to him. Yeah, that's right: Futshibambutshi is your grand-grand-grand-grand-grandfather! Yuppy !