-ANYWAYS SPAZ WHERE WERE WE-
-Oh yes Nan was just giving Cloun his knife back-
No, not anymore. There were a few swords laying around the camp...
-Removes the pouch from her side and offers it to him-
If you hadn't've given it to me, I wouldn't even be here talking to you. The fey aren't a force to be reckoned with. One of them got the jump on me, and... this thing got me out.
It's a good blade, but I don't have any use for it.
IS THAT ME? AM I THE MOM?-Somewhere, a fair distance away-
-A single man wanders the desert aimlessly-
-His hair is short and green, like moss, and he seems to only keep one eye open, the other having a scar over it.-
-He's dressed in a long green coat, tied together at the waist, which reveals a long, stitched scar across his bare chest. Some form of dark green cloth is tied to his forearm, and at his side lie three long, eastern looking swords, contained in sheaths of varying color-
-He looks around as he trudges, disgruntled-
Of all the....The moment I turn my back, they all suddenly get lost! Honestly....

I don't think you'll find the Unifier around here...
I'd much rather be by the sea.