Sah
What is knowledge without wisdom?
Deimos' smirk set Sah on guard and his brow furrowed momentarily before he spoke, "I have a question." He drew his sword and placed it on the table before the two men. The Abandoned ran a finger over the side of the blade with clear affection as he spoke. "This sword, it's served me incredibly well and I love it. But I think it needs some work to keep up with my magic."
Glancing up he me Deimos' eyes and tilted his head, "How do I do that? I know with normal weapons you can reforge them. But what about magical weapons? Do I have to reforge it in a particular substance or perform some kind of spell?" Sah truly was at a loss about the ways of such weaponry. The sword on the table was his first and only magical weapon. The Abandoned was willing to take on whatever task was needed to give his steel companion the tune-up it deserved.
Glancing up he me Deimos' eyes and tilted his head, "How do I do that? I know with normal weapons you can reforge them. But what about magical weapons? Do I have to reforge it in a particular substance or perform some kind of spell?" Sah truly was at a loss about the ways of such weaponry. The sword on the table was his first and only magical weapon. The Abandoned was willing to take on whatever task was needed to give his steel companion the tune-up it deserved.
What is desire without instinct?
