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"Ah, good lad. Give me a hand up would you." As Larry helped him rise, he drew the blade he'd been given, and handed it to Larry. "Truth be told I'm more familiar with a heavier blade, and fonder of a larger one, this one sounds like the sort of blade you used to wield, and having you armed and comfotable with your blade is more important than giving me one I'm less that perfect with. Cut me a staff when you get a chance and I'll be fine." The knight stretched, feeling the armor, cramped, and chaffing in a few places, but it was at least close enough that he should be able to make it more comfortable with the proper tools. As he handed Larry the longsword he'd received from the soldiers he added, "Larry, what do you know of a blade called Ardent Justice, and a noble man named Alfred."
Morguerat feared Larry would know naught of the man, but he had faith that if his companions knew nothing, then Helm would visit him granting a cryptic glimpse of which direction he should go, as he had so often done before. Perhaps the woman with the purple shifting eyes or the wolfs paw would present itself with a role in uniting him with his fate, as neither had yet been found he hoped that his last vision would have some relevence to the current tale, even if it had been given in another thread.
[ 03-12-2005, 03:38 PM: Message edited by: Morgeruat ]
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