"I deal with being with dark aruas, so again I ask what have you done to that blade?"
he ignored her
"Don't go silent, the only way your getting me off your back is just telling me"
he still ignored her still cleaning WinterThorn
"You said it's name was WinterThorn, with how you treat it, you'd like to think yourself and the blade as one correct?"
he looked down the edge of the blade looking for any knicks or dings
"Your still ignoring me?" Carmen began rambling, on and on about things she was forced to kill, things she discovered and such, he had to get tired of it eventually
he threw a small blade sharp as a razor and it nicked her cheek, drawing blood before sinking fully into the wall behind her "leave me be, i have a hangover"
"good throw but your gonna need a lot more than that to get me to stop rambling" She removed the small blade from the wall "Its sharp, did you sharpen it?"
"no, i forged them like that"
"Some blacksmithing skill, wanna teach me some of that?"
"no"
"why not?"
"i dont know you, and i refuse to teach anyone, i am still the one being taught"
"well lets solve the first issue, my names Carmen, some people from my place call me "Judgement on wings" or whatever"
"sounds weird"
"I kill the big dogs, I'm not one for violence but if they are a threat to my people I'm forced to act"
"mhm"
she extended her hand, her hand looked rough as if they had been used for fighting, but in reaility the garden was fighting back
he glanced and raised an eyebrow as he perked up "a gardener! now we may speak"
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