The Knight makes a motion that could be considered a flinch. It wouldn't have been noticeable if they hadn't been holding an extremely sharp blade in the air. Carefully, they set it down. Still perfectly in reach. Perfect to admire. Perfect, and still not worth the life that it nearly cost.
So Lemm knows him. So the Nailsmith's--obsession was so clear for even him (and perhaps that's uncharitable) to realize.
The Knight had considered fulfilling that request. Abstained, of course. There was no benefit to a moment of beautiful cruelty when there was more than that hut in the world. But they had, staring at the back of his shell, listening to his reverent voice drifting over the sound of rain.
They will not mention this.
Slowly, they nod. Currently in Greenpath. Significantly more well than the last I saw him nearby. He realized he has much to learn outside of metal and weapons, and is glad to be taught.
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So Lemm knows him. So the Nailsmith's--obsession was so clear for even him (and perhaps that's uncharitable) to realize.
The Knight had considered fulfilling that request. Abstained, of course. There was no benefit to a moment of beautiful cruelty when there was more than that hut in the world. But they had, staring at the back of his shell, listening to his reverent voice drifting over the sound of rain.
They will not mention this.
Slowly, they nod. Currently in Greenpath. Significantly more well than the last I saw him nearby. He realized he has much to learn outside of metal and weapons, and is glad to be taught.