Luciana
cause it makes me that much stronger
makes me work a little bit harder
makes me work a little bit harder
Resting the head of her weapon on the ground, Luciana nodded at Amaris' words about the bout. However, the Hammer was quiet as the Blade assessed the mace. Frowning at the other woman's words, the smith rubbed at her arm. "I can make something longer for sure. Though at that point you might as well use a staff."
Scratching under her chin, her brow furrowed. "I could probably make something adjustable. But it would be a bitch to do, and impossible to do it during a fight, because I'd have to lock it in place, basically." Hefting her own weapon, she examined it, running her hands along the shaft.
Scratching under her chin, her brow furrowed. "I could probably make something adjustable. But it would be a bitch to do, and impossible to do it during a fight, because I'd have to lock it in place, basically." Hefting her own weapon, she examined it, running her hands along the shaft.
it makes me that much wiser
so thanks for making me a fighter
so thanks for making me a fighter
