Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25160154-20131026145024/@comment-25151516-20131031012732

"Sure!" Revan responded enthusiastically. "I would like to see a training room or two. I haven't worked metal in months and I'm out of shape." His train of thought led to the question: "Say, wha' sort o' weapons have you two got?" He opened his duffle bag and found his katana, still in its sheath and harness.

He decided to introduce it, unsheathing only half a foot of the steel. "Dragan Trócaire. Light, dense, shish kabob-y. Nice surprise in the dragon's mouth." He pointed to the end of the hilt, the statue of a dragon's head was fitted to the top.

"How aboot you two?" He asked again, sheathing the blade.