Mine is dark horn, bound with metal I worked myself at my family's forge. It reminds me of home and my wife and children who are far from this lonely hilltop outpost. I miss them, but the pay is good and the keep-liege is an ok guy, if a little given to grand gestures. I figure if I can stick it out through the war season, help the war-captain secure the river-ford, I'll go home with a good bit of coin. If I can keep us in arrows and sharp edges.