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"I would never [i]think[/i] to refuse such a wonderful gift! Thank you, thank you! Fine iron. Like the kind the chief uses. It's better than I deserve, but I promise to but it to good use." Breden's mind raced with the possibilities. He reached out to his blade and firmly grasped it. To a human, it would be a long dagger, but for a goblin, this was basically a multipurpose sword. It was perfect for skinning animals, self-defense, hacking through dense foliage, cutting up meat, and to a lesser extent, impressing the ladies with perceived martial prowess.

He noticed that Griz was handing over his old blade. "Oh, Griz. I know that old dagger means a lot to you, but having two blades means that some goblin who needs a knife or something like that won't have one, and your new weapon is [i]so[/i] much better. Kog will make sure your old one will be put to the best use possible. Thank you again, Koglan."