She can't begin to guess how much that blade had been through or what it means for his world or him in general. But it's important to him, and he's a comrade. That's enough for her.
A quick double-check confirms what she feared she'd spotted out of the corner of her vision before, and the Sentinel shakes her head. "Ah'm sorry...it got sold to someone named...Tam...Ramoga?" The odd name takes her a moment to sound out. "It says where at, though...an'...that it...requires care handlin' it? Looks like it hurt 'em?"
She's heard stories of weapons that refuse to let but a chosen few wield them...was this that sort of weapon, or a cursed one that hurt the bearer regardless? She's hedging closer to the former based on what she's noticed about him. "Does that make sense to ya?"
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Date: 2024-08-08 06:18 am (UTC)A quick double-check confirms what she feared she'd spotted out of the corner of her vision before, and the Sentinel shakes her head. "Ah'm sorry...it got sold to someone named...Tam...Ramoga?" The odd name takes her a moment to sound out. "It says where at, though...an'...that it...requires care handlin' it? Looks like it hurt 'em?"
She's heard stories of weapons that refuse to let but a chosen few wield them...was this that sort of weapon, or a cursed one that hurt the bearer regardless? She's hedging closer to the former based on what she's noticed about him. "Does that make sense to ya?"