The LARP Trench Knife Short Sword is a high fantasy take on the close combat weapon used by soldiers of the First World War. Overtake the enemy trench line, whether you battle within a medieval realm or a modern military setting. Crafted from closed cell foam around a solid fiberglass core, the saber style blade is finished with a strong latex coating. The polyurethane handle possesses a three finger knuckleduster. Hand painted gold and silver accents provide a stunning contrast with its wood grain finish. Wherever your thirst for adventure may take you, this trench sword proves its worth in LARP combat.
This latex-hybrid weapon is approximately 23.6 Inches in overall length. This measurement will vary as each LARP sword is a handmade item.
Latex-hybrid weapons are more durable than standard latex LARP weapons, but they still need to be maintained to a certain degree. The hilts are relatively maintenance free. To care for the blade, we offer a Maintenance Silicone (MCI-2000) that can be purchased separately in the LARP Accessories section. We recommend that you use this silicone on a regular basis to treat the blades of these latex-hybrid weapons. It has an easy, spray on application, and it will keep the latex coating on the blade flexible, extending the life of the weapon. The maintenance silicone also helps the weapon resist general wear and tear from normal use.
- A quality latex-hybrid weapon for an affordable price
- Realistic look enhances every roleplay experience
- A durable and sturdy weapon for LARP and roleplay
- High safety rating, approved by the top organizations
- Cast hilt shows off an extreme level of detail
- Grip provides a good hold and is extremely durable
- Blade is made from closed cell foam
- Blade finished with a latex coating
- Core is made of fiberglass
- Hilt is a polyurethane cast
- Overall Length: 23.6 Inches
- Overall Width: 4.3 Inches
- Handle Length: 4.3 Inches
- Blade Length: 15.7 Inches
- Blade Width (Max): 2.8 Inches
Measurements will vary as they are handmade items.
Through the Tunnels
Harper was really getting tried of the spiders. All she wanted was to go home, share a nice, hot meal with Renna, and pretend she had a completely normal life. Instead, her and Erik, the assumed dead son of Lord Likwic, were sprinting though the abandoned tunnels underneath Three Key Manor trying not to get a spider web to the face. They were also being chased by Lady Castwell's guards, who just so happened to have slightly homicidal feelings towards them both, but in Harper's opinion that was less important than the spiders. Erik didn't seem to mind the rats and webs, slicing though anything in his path with a stolen short sword, bloody from either the guards, the rats, or one very unfortunate bat.
"How much are we getting paid for this?" Harper wondered aloud, contemplating if dressing up as a kitchen maid, almost eating pie she poisoned, getting bit by a chicken, stabbing a jester's hand with a fork, and sliding over a table in a skirt was actually worth the reward they were getting. Probably not, Harper thought, but Erik is practically made of weapons so we can just give Z a metal smile and up our price. "Harper, we're running out of tunnel and I think the guards are only a few turns away," Erik warned. Harper nodded, slowed down to a jog, and pointed to a rusting ladder that lead up to a rotting wooden hatch.
The two quickly climbed up the old ladder, Erik first with Harper right behind him, and shoved the heavy hatch open. Squeezing through the opening they found themselves in a dust covered living room. Harper stood up and looked around the long abandoned room. Wandering over to a small window, she tried to wipe off the strange black substance covering the window with her gloved hands and found it was quite sticky. She heard Erik clear his throat in an attempt to get her attention. Turning around she realized he was gesturing to the very obvious door right behind her.
Erik chuckled, "Let's just get out of here before we die from inhaling so much dust." Harper laughed and walked over to the door, opening it slightly to make sure it was safe to leave, then carefully slid out into a vaguely familiar street. "We're meeting at the same rendezvous point as last time, right?" Erik asked. Harper nodded and turned to leave but stopped mid-step. "Hey, Erik, do you know why this random house has a secret path leading directly to a powerful lord's manor?" Erik shrugged, "In our line of work it's best not to ask questions."