It couldn't be anymore beautiful

Tryin' to wash away all the blood I've spilt
This lust is a burden that we both share

While a good weapon did not a good soldier make, it was certainly helpful, and Liam hummed agreement to Maea's statement. His own weapon of choice was a sword - predictable, perhaps, but it was what he'd grown most comfortable with over the years. He could use other things at need, and was reasonably skilled at hand-to-hand combat, but swordsmanship was where his abilities shone. His quest, he knew, was the first of many; crafting the weapon was the first step in creating something that would truly be able to make a difference in the war to come.

But Maea brought up another good point: being harder to hit would only be beneficial, and Liam nodded encouragingly. "I look forward to meeting Shii," he said. "And, if I can do anything..." he started to add, just as Maea offered her assistance as well. Chuckling, he considered. "I do need to gather some ore from the Climb," he said. "You probably know the area better than me; I would be grateful for any assistance you could provide."

Two sinners can't atone from a lone prayer
Souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt

Liam