[h2]Lilia[/h2]

"Right, blunt weapons," Lilia said, more to herself than anyone in particular, looking at the array of weapons on display with curiosity before shrugging and drawing the blade that had been strapped to her hip this entire time. With the gems carefully embedded around its hilt and guard, and the elaborate runework that could be seen faintly glowing along its entire length, it was clear that this was very much [i]not[/i] a safe and mundane weapon.

Not that this seemed to matter, with the girl singing a little sing-song tune, one of the gems lighting up in response, a soft pink film pouring down the length of the weapon. Giving the edge of the blade a few pokes, the tanned elf nodded in satisfaction before trailing along again like a lost duckling; [i]that[/i] wasn't going to be cutting anybody.