[ One of her first duties as Master Muln's apprentice was to help him clear out a group of Burning Blade fanatics. A gruesome duty, to be sure, but a necessary one. At least in death they had been true orcs, warriors to the end.
Kettara leans in for a better look, nodding. It's larger than the rifles she's seen back home, but she appreciates the small flash of gems. A warrior ought to make their weapon special. ]
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[ One of her first duties as Master Muln's apprentice was to help him clear out a group of Burning Blade fanatics. A gruesome duty, to be sure, but a necessary one. At least in death they had been true orcs, warriors to the end.
Kettara leans in for a better look, nodding. It's larger than the rifles she's seen back home, but she appreciates the small flash of gems. A warrior ought to make their weapon special. ]
May I?
[ She really, really wants to hold it. ]