Frost Tongue Knife- The Foam LARP Throwing Knife

Fjalnir, stumbled through the battlefield, amongst the blood and bodies left from the northern raiders attack on his village. Everything had gone, cold he pulled the blanket close around him. Something glinted on the ground. Fjalnir bent and picked it up. A knife, made of Ice glass, beautiful white and blue, hardly any weight and as sharp as the finest steel.