But not as interesting as the fact that this man had seen suit to try each and every one of them. She catches his glance down at the sword on her hip, for however harmless the conversation is, she's more interested in his weapons and what threat level he may possess. His gaze holds only curiosity as far as she can tell, however.
The sword is like nothing he has seen and will probably never see it's ilk again. Human hands did not forge it, nor was it forged with any metal known on earth. But whether or not he can tell that at a glance is hard to know. The blade is hidden in a sheath of red leather, but the hilt is gold and the guard swoops like delicate feathers around it.
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But not as interesting as the fact that this man had seen suit to try each and every one of them. She catches his glance down at the sword on her hip, for however harmless the conversation is, she's more interested in his weapons and what threat level he may possess. His gaze holds only curiosity as far as she can tell, however.
The sword is like nothing he has seen and will probably never see it's ilk again. Human hands did not forge it, nor was it forged with any metal known on earth. But whether or not he can tell that at a glance is hard to know. The blade is hidden in a sheath of red leather, but the hilt is gold and the guard swoops like delicate feathers around it.
"You like swords?"
More interesting than ice cream at least.