‘Cudgel’
"How so?" Henry asked gently and held out a hand toward the gun, "And can I get a closer look."
The clerk observed Henry's expression for a while and then lifted the gun off the wall and he looked to be straining with the effort it took.
That caused Henry's brow to furrow. Surely the gun could not have been that heavy. The clerk placed the gun in his hands and he understood the strain. The gun was certainly weighty. Far more weighty than a Repeater should have been and that was taking into account Henry's current strength stat.
Now that he had the gun in his hands, Elminster's brand no longer burned but Henry remembered what the Old man had said about his weapons and the measures he had put in place to ensure he was sought out for regular tune-ups. Increased weight had been one of those measures.