Liliara frowns at the dagger in Shade's hand. "I am not interested in a dagger!" She quickly steals a glance around the room. Although her well muscled physique is obviously that of a human fighter, her elven features are just as clear. She lowers her voice with the next sentence. " I am in search of an enchanted adamantite sword. The hilt carved of a single silver dragon scale, an onxy star set in a ruby which encompasses the width of the hilt at the bottom..." her words trail off, her eyes set in a faraway gaze as she remembers the runes of a forgotten language which covered the entire length of the blade. The portrait engraved in her memory feeding the details.
"Have you seen a sword such as this in your travels assasin?"
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