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originally posted in: Prison of Exiles (RP - RoB)
5/9/2016 1:57:42 PM
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Artorias noticed the sword and its hilt, admiring it, glancing down at his own which is covered in the darkness of the Abyss, consumed by it. "A fine sword you carry there."
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  • Akron looked down to the blade at the knight's notice. "This? Thanks, although it's barely a sword at that. Rather a literal extension of my body." The blade suddenly liquefied into Crimson and entered Akron's arms. It then came back out and hardened into a different type of sword. One mirroring Artorias's.

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  • Artorias breathes deeply, looking at the dark sword. "You are quite exceptional, your skills especially, I see. Wouldn't be a traditional Knight in my homeland. Aren't allowed to use magic, you see. Just trained to be adept with the sword."

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  • He spins the sword in his hand with surprising grace. "I tend to follow those values too, when I battle a fellow warrior. But here in a place where survival is the only law, you must do what you must. But don't worry, my land is very similar to yours. We may yet fully understand each other."

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