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Windsong
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Half of what she said seemed like utter nonsense to the skirmisher. Even as a journeyman to another school he could only bow briefly as she blew more smoke up his rear than an atranoch that enjoys.. Well, the posterior playing.
"Fine." A sudden submission once more as he scowled momentarily. The added angles only casting more shadows on his face.
"I'll have a smithy smooth it over and make sure it won't fall apart.." As she offered it he accepted it. Seeing her magic performed meant he knew what concealed its damaged form. Gloved fingers felt the bends and cracks just below the magically concealed surface. "Needs work." Was his grunted addition. Said after that was a short component, eyes looking down its length.
"Fine." A sudden submission once more as he scowled momentarily. The added angles only casting more shadows on his face.
"I'll have a smithy smooth it over and make sure it won't fall apart.." As she offered it he accepted it. Seeing her magic performed meant he knew what concealed its damaged form. Gloved fingers felt the bends and cracks just below the magically concealed surface. "Needs work." Was his grunted addition. Said after that was a short component, eyes looking down its length.