A Sentimental Value
I took this item for the purpose I need it for. I could have taken something such as a portrait of dear mother or father. All their memories live inside me and I carry them like a torch in the dark; now and always. I can't very well rule or so much as get far without bloodshed wanted or not.
This weapon shall serve me more than any memory. Memories are like faith, they won't keep you warm or stay your appetite. My path is long and hard and I have reason behind my choices more than feelings. He who has little faith says "farewell" when the road is darkest. On the battlefield my shield is my protector and my sword my savoir.