Levak held up his hand, and in a green glow, repaired Steven's finger. He then held out two tablets.
"This should cure your headaches. It might make you a bit drowsy though."
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?"Yeah, thanks." Steven said taking the offered pills, "Shouldn't be a problem, already had my fight anyway. Thanks again."
Steven walked back to where he'd been sitting before his fight, very relieved that his migraine was nicely muffled.
You must agree, my plan is sheer elegance in its simplicity! My Tumblr"Yeah, funny story that. Back home I liked to collect swords, not use them really, swordplay wasn't very important. I found them at a Ren Faire, sort of a festival where everyone pretends to be living a few centuries in the past, and well bought them to add to my collection. And then when I got home and had a bit of play with them, Vortekka transported me here." Steven grimaced, "Or maybe not so funny."
You must agree, my plan is sheer elegance in its simplicity! My Tumblr"You'll find that almost all people here have empathic weapons." Aoru came out of nowhere. "Though most of them don't realize it yet. Not all of them talk, but all of them have a mind of their own."
He opened his notebook. "Rather than age, it's better to say that it's experience that gives this trait. Of course, experience comes with time."
Paradox - Illogical logical contrast of existence end /beginning Antipode - Red flower, blue flower: contrast of elements, full bloom"What? Does he have a serial number?" Steven wisecracked before he could help himself.
You must agree, my plan is sheer elegance in its simplicity! My Tumblr"Hm... perhaps it turned feral from the abandonment?" Aoru looked at the blade for a few good seconds, but didn't approach it.
"Have you ever seen your sword's projection? In a dream, perhaps? Have you tried making it listen to you? Did it ever seem to not want to cut something? Have you ever been washed over by emotions not your own?"
Paradox - Illogical logical contrast of existence end /beginning Antipode - Red flower, blue flower: contrast of elements, full bloom"It sometimes starts rambling about how this or that particular sword reminded Kring of the olden days. Seems like he used to belong to a barbarian. Or a king. Or a ninja."
"Alright, Adrian, but when we finish this, they'll need to patch you back together...you'll be in enough pieces to be compact in a few suitcases!"
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Kavel, who had been quiet for most of the time, turned to Wes.
"Fortieth sword? A blade that old should have crumbled to dust."
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?"Hmph. Or perhaps it was simply taken care of well. Honiusor, for example," Kavel said, drawing the blade, "Has been passed down among my family for centuries, and is still sharp."
"And still useless against the brother of its owner." Levak said, entering the room.
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?"Yeah, not to mention the millennia of bronze swords before the first iron swords." Steven added helpfully. "That said, did Kring have anything to say about any of the swords here?"
You must agree, my plan is sheer elegance in its simplicity! My Tumblr"So what is Kring made out of?" Kavel asked
"Pure suck, I would assume." Levak added for spite
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?"That sounds... entirely unnecessary. I'm just hear to test my abilities. I have no ill wll towards you, yet you are so eager to spout how better you are and such. Stop boasting and attack."
His voice sounds merely bored, maybe a little annoyed. He holds his sord the way one would ready a spear against a charge.

Adrian sighed and stood walking casually out to the field with Okiimori resting across his shoulders. He looked across at his opponent, his posture lazy and expression just seemed... tired. He nodded and grabbed Okiimori by the hilt and handguard, flexing his thick gloves an holding the excessivly long blade at a low angle.
"Let's get this over with."