Side Quest: Take This!

[softheartedshizun]

WHO: Shen Qingqiu softheartedshizun and Eleven bearshermark and others.
WHEN: Before the 23rd.
WHERE: Outside Taravast and then in the city streets
WHAT: Delivering magical weapons from Rigarda to foreign undead forces and interrupted by "raiders"
WARNINGS: None I can think of.

More in prompts.

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[softheartedshizun]

"Not really..." this was the first opportunity to really look at them.

"Ah... I did make a friend however...." and he placed a hand to the sword he had at his side.

[bearshermark]

Eleven accepted the tea with a faint smile in turn, the warmth of it doing something to help abate the lingering chill.

His attention turned to the sword at Shen Qingqiu's side, surprised. They'd be looking for those weapons, but.. he also doubted anyone but Rigarda knew precisely what they were looking for.

He set his tea aside and hummed thoughtfully as he lifted the last of the weapons from his bag- a sword with many edges- and hesitates, staring at it as his heart thrums, oddly reluctant to part with it. It almost felt like it was calling to him.

"..I don't.. need another sword."

[lancifolium]

Swords were a bit over her head, but she watched the two of them with interest, curious about the way they had both connected with one of the weapons from their cargo. Maybe it was a sword guy thing.

Studying El as he seemed to toy with the idea of keeping the sword he had held onto she looked at the one Shen Qingqiu kept as well.

"And you're both quite certain they're safe for you to use, no curses?" She'd read a book like that, with a ring that bewitched the bearer the longer they carried it.

[softheartedshizun]

"This is a spiritual sword, there's not much one can do when the spirit makes a choice," he wouldn't complain though, his own spiritual sword was left far away in another world.

"If anything I'm surprised they could make such a thing and with a full spirit. It will take to cultivation well, and... this master was lacking in a sword," he would have to name it.....

[bearshermark]

A spiritual sword that chose its wielder? Eleven frowned and expanded his senses, flinching as he did so. The heavy pall of death left him shivering. He settled and reigned his focus back in.

"I don't know," he said in answer to Lily. "We just took them and ran. Is there a way to tell? I can't parse through the amount of undead in this place."

[lancifolium]

"A full spirit? As in, it's alive?" This was definitely beyond her realm of education, but the prospect was fascinating in a way.

Lily frowned at Eleven, Curse Breaking took years of training. Detecting and removing curses was delicate work, like magical surgery almost. It was always incredibly frustrating not to have an answer. "I don't know if I can tell, my magic isn't suited for the curses of this world. On the other hand, I suppose they wouldn't curse them if they really were meant to barter for the city's safety - however a brilliant first strike that would be."