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[Brigitta has a innate sense for weapons. It's just a part of her character - you pull out a mace she'll be there in seconds, you examine a dagger and she'll be leaning over your shoulder, you loudly praise the virtues of swords and... Well, you'll probably be at the registry office within the hour.]
[So, big table of weapons?]
[Oh yeah.]
[For a moment she just leans against it and examines with faintly contemplative eyes... And then her smile goes downright beaming.]
Finally things are looking up.
[So, big table of weapons?]
[Oh yeah.]
[For a moment she just leans against it and examines with faintly contemplative eyes... And then her smile goes downright beaming.]
Finally things are looking up.