The Knight is not expecting that response. They're still, staring up at him with concern, first in fear of his perhaps-migraine worsening, then in simple confusion.
Still, that's a request they're hardly about to refuse. Few are allowed the chance without being more than victim of it, but they know Lemm won't try to turn it back on them in attack or steal.
The Knight removes it from their back, holding the blade horizontal and steady between them. Even in the muted light of the City, the intricate, ancient patterns are beautifully clear. They've held this as far back as they can remember, a steady companion in the worst of times. The many fragments of Pale Ore they had to scour the depths of the kingdom for reforged it into something wonderfully deadly. They're proud of this Nail, and the Nailsmith's skillful work.
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Still, that's a request they're hardly about to refuse. Few are allowed the chance without being more than victim of it, but they know Lemm won't try to turn it back on them in attack or steal.
The Knight removes it from their back, holding the blade horizontal and steady between them. Even in the muted light of the City, the intricate, ancient patterns are beautifully clear. They've held this as far back as they can remember, a steady companion in the worst of times. The many fragments of Pale Ore they had to scour the depths of the kingdom for reforged it into something wonderfully deadly. They're proud of this Nail, and the Nailsmith's skillful work.