Post by Kaia on Jul 9, 2005 21:47:19 GMT -5
Finally she had arrived at the human city, and early as well. Kaia was to meet her cousin around noon, when the sun was high in the sky.
In that case it is no use heading to the tavern right now, she thought casually. Her hand in habit rested on the handle of her weapon. It was then that this simple movement reminded her that her weapons had grown dull during her journey. After looking around the town for a short while she found the Smithies.
Entering she found that nobody was there. Shrugging she sat down and un-sheathed two identical sword like blades from either side of her black cloth belt.
One would not exactly call them swords. The were longer, staring off at the handle they got thiner until the end was simply a sharp point. On the hilt of the right sword was a sapphire and on the left was amber. Kaia knew not the actual name of them so she called them Alli. It had been her long dead mothers name and Kaia still remembered the day Alli had given her them.
Kaia let out a rare suppressed laugh, in her family the females always seemed to be the more war-like. Sitting on a large wooden barrel she waited for somebody to come. If nobody did come, she supposed that she would just do the sharpening herself and that the blacksmith wouldn't mind her using their materials.
In that case it is no use heading to the tavern right now, she thought casually. Her hand in habit rested on the handle of her weapon. It was then that this simple movement reminded her that her weapons had grown dull during her journey. After looking around the town for a short while she found the Smithies.
Entering she found that nobody was there. Shrugging she sat down and un-sheathed two identical sword like blades from either side of her black cloth belt.
One would not exactly call them swords. The were longer, staring off at the handle they got thiner until the end was simply a sharp point. On the hilt of the right sword was a sapphire and on the left was amber. Kaia knew not the actual name of them so she called them Alli. It had been her long dead mothers name and Kaia still remembered the day Alli had given her them.
Kaia let out a rare suppressed laugh, in her family the females always seemed to be the more war-like. Sitting on a large wooden barrel she waited for somebody to come. If nobody did come, she supposed that she would just do the sharpening herself and that the blacksmith wouldn't mind her using their materials.
