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[swordofhope]

[The speaker is quiet for a moment, thoughtfully so. When he speaks, it's with a very heavy accent, Russian, in fact, and his words are deliberate

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[vikingess]

[Wait. There might be a sword somewhere on the ship? You have a certain viking's attention.]

What sort of blade did you lose? I haven't seen a weapon bigger than a dinner knife since I came onboard.

[swordofhope]

[Ah, a voice he can understand.]

It is... sabre-shaped. Big. Missing the scabbard. I have that.

[vikingess]

If I find it, I'll let you know.

[Oh, right! An important detail is being missed here.]Er.. my name is Astrid Hofferson. Who should I be looking for if I find it?

[swordofhope]

That is appreciated.

[Sanya smiles.] I am Sanya, Astrid. That is a good name. Strong.

[vikingess]

Sanya. That sounds like a warrior's name, as well. How long have you been using a blade?

[swordofhope]

Something like that.

Not too long. Since I was twenty-one.

[vikingess]

...that almost seems a little old to be starting. But perhaps in your village, things are different. [Oh, she gets the different worlds thing. But not how different they are, at least not yet.]

[swordofhope]

Da, things are very different, in Moscow.

[People don't generally use swords to kill things, there.]

[vikingess]

I think things are different for everyone here, in some way. I've been told you get used to it.

[swordofhope]

Da. That is what I hear too.