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[ragnarok97071]

Blossom, if allowed, makes her way to the elves' armory to check out their magic weapons and stuff :3

[Akroma]

"You wouldn't happen to have a needle made of silver, or maybe silver trinket with a very pointy end on it? I'll return it, of course, but I'd be foolish to ignore your advice."

"Repetition of the same request. A single silver coin, or a bit of silver dust should serve as ammunition for exactly 43 shots of my integrated particle cannon."

[USEC_OFFICER]

Blossom, if allowed, makes her way to the elves' armory to check out their magic weapons and stuff :3

A. Genovefa and everyone else in the castle aren't elves.

B. Their armoury is full of normal, non-magical weapons and armour. Well, as non-magical as something could be in this place. Everything faintly glows with magic in this land.

"You wouldn't happen to have a needle made of silver, or maybe silver trinket with a very pointy end on it? I'll return it, of course, but I'd be foolish to ignore your advice."

"Repetition of the same request. A single silver coin, or a bit of silver dust should serve as ammunition for exactly 43 shots of my integrated particle cannon."

"Of course." Genovefa says something to a servant, and she comes back with a long silver needle, perfect for Hainuwele to use, and several small silver coins for ICARUS.

[SOLDIER First]

Lyle accepts the ale and drinks it.

[Twi]

Marie sighs. "If it must be so, then I understand. I thank you for all you've given us."

[Akroma]

Hainuwele...gives her another appraising look. That was way too easy. Why would she so readily part from valueables? She straps the silver needle to her back, but keeps her normal needle close by...just in case.

[USEC_OFFICER]

Lyle accepts the ale and drinks it.

[ROLL: 80] Lyle downs it like a champ, prompting the person beside him to challenge Lyle to a drinking contest.

Marie sighs. "If it must be so, then I understand. I thank you for all you've given us."

"I'm sorry, but it is the most I can do. Times are tough everywhere."

Hainuwele...gives her another appraising look. That was way too easy. Why would she so readily part from valueables? She straps the silver needle to her back, but keeps her normal needle close by...just in case.

Genovefa simply smiles at Hainuwele.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Alistair decides to go after Angel.
"Angel! Wait! What did I say?"

Angel doesn't respond. If he listens carefully at Angel's door, he can hear crying.

[ragnarok97071]

Oh.

In that case, even though they're not elves, check out the weapons. Imprint a few that she doesn't have yet, etc.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Angel! Please! I'm sorry, for whatever I did!"

[USEC_OFFICER]

In that case, even though they're not elves, check out the weapons. Imprint a few that she doesn't have yet, etc.

They're mostly swords and spears, with a few pole-axes and halberds thrown in for good measure. Nothing terribly special or interesting.

[GreatWyrmGold]

"Angel! Please! I'm sorry, for whatever I did!"

After a moment, Angel comes out.
"Sorry. I guess I overreacted, but..."

[ragnarok97071]

In that case, even though they're not elves, check out the weapons. Imprint a few that she doesn't have yet, etc.

They're mostly swords and spears, with a few pole-axes and halberds thrown in for good measure. Nothing terribly special or interesting.

What types of swords and spears?

[Atnegam]

Mallory watches in awe as Lyle, someone that is smaller than him, proceeds to eat extremely large amounts of food and then drinks ale like a champ. He looks down at his own plate and all he has eaten was about half of a chicken and he was full. "I'm not going to carry your drunken ass around you know right?" he jokingly says to Lyle.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Alistair hugs her.
"I'm so sorry, Angel, please, forgive me."