Whalebone once belonged to a whaler of a humanoid species of remarkable size, roaming the seas. Being traders and adventurers, these people wandered all over in search of their legends or seeking places to sell and buy, selling goods not generally purchasable in those areas. Whalebone itself belonged to Olav, a young adventurer, who travelled the world with his band of likeminded individuals, focusing on adventuring instead of trade. It served him well, but in the end old age got to Olav, and Whalebone was handed away to serve a new master. Over time it has served many traveler well, though never being famous for it. Always, luck shone upon those wielding it when they needed it most, and the names that were made were made by those heroes.
And the Axe remained as sharp as it ever was, never dulling. Kept alive and keen by spirit and will, some say.

The design belongs to me, but if you wish to possess this weapon send me a note. I haven't officially opened weapon adopts yet, but I don't want that to stop this item having a loving owner.