[center][h1][color=coral]Asher[/color][/h1][/center]

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[center] [@Sho Minazuki][@Landaus Five-One] [@Takumi Enishi][/center]
Asher was enthralled at meeting an actual sentiment blade that he wasn’t ultimately bothered by the white haired grouch. He raised a brow as he replied. [color=coral]“The Scholarly Assistance job? I was going to inquire about it shortly, but I’m willing to assist. The pay seems good, though the mystery reward has me curious too.”[/color]

His intentions clear, he returns his attention to Jessica and her blade, now named Tearsy.[color=coral]“It’s hard to not be interested in a blade such as yourself, Ms. Tearsy. I dare say anyone who has grown up or done work in a forge, such as myself, has at one point had a dream of hearing one of their works speak. And you say you have magic beyond this telepathy? Fascinating.”[/color] Asher’s eyes almost seemed to gleam in amazement the more he heard her speak. 

A moment of clarity breaks through his mind as a realization comes to him. Giving an embarrassed cough into his hand as he straightened up, he looked back towards Jessica and the other guy. [color=coral]“Ah, Forgive me. It would seem in my amazement, that I have forgotten to even introduce myself. Asher Lancaster. I hope we can work well together going forward.”[/color]]

[color=coral]“I am ready to leave myself, though on the way, I’ll need to drop off a few items back at the workshop, as it would do no good to take them with us,”[/color] he thumbs to Gwen's broken blades strapped to the pack on his back. [color=coral]“It should be on the way, so it shouldn’t delay us.”[/color]