Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20170728144640/@comment-29433416-20171025211845

"If it's heavy, it's clunky, and if it's clunky, it's not for me. Besides, I don't trust anything that hasn't been sharpened for more than 12 hours." Sathrysa said, continuing to sharpen her swords. Elvrich walked up to the armory, and investigated the weapons. One sword caught his eye in particular. He lifted it, and felt the magic flowing through it.

"...This blade is enchanted, I can feel the magicka flowing through it." He said, taking a swing. The sword whistled through the air "Sharp as the day it was forged.... Amazing...." He looked at the blade, and then at Alyssa. He sheathed the blade and slung it across his back.