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"I shall join your quest, fair maiden, I'm sure my skills shall prove invaluable to you, and all I ask is first choice of any scrolls of magic, or histories of my people that we may encounter along the way. the tall Githzerai said, his pale and gaunt face reflecting the low candlelight of the tavern his clothes were merely functional, simple flowing garments that would neither protect nor hinder his spellcasting. the only other thing of note on the gith was a sword across his back, a katana made from baatezu green steel enchanted by
a swordsmith known throughout the planes as Masamune. the markings proclaimed the sword to be from no other maker, and any who would try and steal such a blade would normally find themselves greatly outmatched by the skill of the wielder.(rather like the distinction a heron-marked blade causes in Wheel of Time, only the best of the best have earned them)
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