[The camera turns on, a blur of the grayish room before it fixes on the bed a rather strange object laying upon it.
A thick withed blade, completely rusted. The hilt was less than the blade, but more tarnished than anything. And the handle itself, down to the bare metal. Its covering, once covered in a brilliant red woven cloth, practically tattered
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Ah... that's quite beautiful. You've been treating it well, considering what it must have gone through here. Looks a bit like what I used to wield.
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Though perhaps you'll have better luck. I've been hampered by the snow, and the chip doesn't help matters any.
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I doubt that. My luck has been.... rather thin since I've arrived.
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